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Zen and the Art of Cannibalism (or, Serial Killer Senryu)

Unseen hungry ghost Predator in human skin Lurks among the herd Some folks drool for lamb Others beef, but I prefer The *other* red meat Arcing silver edge Slices a dark horizon Full moon or my knife? God's hand carves the earth Canyon river running red Metaphor in flesh. Blood on my good shirt: I just had this damn thing cleaned! People are so rude. Sleek steel crimson-graced Open window into you Pericardium! Fresh-plucked beating heart Just like a ripe tomato Crush it in my jaws Warming up the grill: Home-made chuck on seeded buns. Long pork for dinner! Gleaming white arches Spin around the spinal cord Horseshoe, played with bones.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 9/14/2015 3:33:00 PM
Beautiful Writing. Very vivid.
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