But some grow greedy on camel greaseThey attack other "delicacies"
and acquire a more exotic taste
for mummies, well aged and smoked
beyond the steel doors.
until they are force-fed fumigationAnd we come some pages later to "Sunday Dinner" where a father berates a daughter and the scene gets caught up in the ironies of transubstantiation.
and die, professionals.
I remember how the eucharistFrom the depiction of the spoils of omnivorous scavenging to the gesture of refusal, the theme of appetite bites and deserves to be digested.
used to stick to the roof
of my mouth, a gummy wafer
I had to peel back with my tongue.
Some things will not be swallowed.
And so for day 360
09.12.2007