i saw a half-dead man
at the butcher shop;
he ordered half a kilo chicken,
with half a voice;
his eyes, bloodshot,
sliced open like
the chicken’s clucking throat,
and surveyed the butcher’s knife
for traces of humanity:
i don’t presume he found any.
the butcher verbalized an
unofficial bill of transaction:
the man paid with a 100,
and a 50 -
he was offered a 20 in return
by the butcher, who pressed
a ****** fingerprint on the note,
at the denomination.
the man reached for it…
but retracted halfway,
and said,
‘keep the change’.
Jan 11, 2025
Jan 11, 2025 at 1:58 AM UTC
i saw a half-dead man
at the butcher shop;
he ordered half a kilo chicken,
with half a voice;
his eyes, bloodshot,
sliced open like
the chicken’s clucking throat,
and surveyed the butcher’s knife
for traces of humanity:
i don’t presume he found any.
the butcher verbalized an
unofficial bill of transaction:
the man paid with a 100,
and a 50 -
he was offered a 20 in return
by the butcher, who pressed
a ****** fingerprint on the note,
at the denomination.
the man reached for it…
but retracted halfway,
and said,
‘keep the change’.
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