jeudi 8 avril 2010

Meditation

a veiny piece of meat
chars on a grill,
smoke flies as juices expell
flesh singes darkness and witchcraft
into food.
flavour of bone and heart
of grass and light and wind,
milk and oat.
taste the consciousness.
enjoy it
or leave the poor thing alone.

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