Tuesday, February 26, 2008

you are skinning a pork shoulder
in your sink as i recall the smooth
pinkness of the piglets shared in
biology lab and the snip snip of those
sharply unsterile scissors. i stand
beside you and watch for less
than a terrifying minute.

you are pulling juicy chunks
of shredded meat out onto a smooth
plate as i recall the twistingly
tangy aroma under the williamsburg
bridge that sunday afternoon. i stand
beside you and watch and
sample and taste the music glistening


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