THE BLOOD

Please, kind lady

be swift in your service.

Make it rare.

I want to feel the blood of the beast

upon my teeth.

I want to know this thing

that I gnaw

was once

and recently

living.

I want to survive

to thrive

as the hunter

my forefathers

pretended to be

when, in fact

they told others

to do the dirty work for them.

I seek the meal

that I have earned

with my own sweat and tears

and this creature's blood

or a reasonable facsimile.

Please, then

deliver me my meal

sopping red

in its own juice

as well as a copy of this fax

as receipt.

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