genesis
genesis
by David LaBounty
on the
seventh day
he shot
a squirrel
in the head
with a
.22 rifle
that made
almost
no sound
or mess
at all
he skinned
the squirrel
over his
kitchen sink
cut off the
legs & boiled
them for
4 hours
to separate
the meat
from
the bone
meanwhile
he took a
can of
onion soup
& poured it
in a saucepan
& let it simmer
he chopped up
carrots celery &
ground some
black pepper
not too fine
mixed it
all together
along w/
the meat
fresh off
the bone
he put it
in a crock-pot
& took it
to work
for the
first day
he set
the pot
on top of
his toolbox
the men
with rags
in their
pockets &
cigarettes
in their
hands said
thanks
they grabbed
styrofoam
cups out
of the supply
closet &
scooped
out the
squirrel soup
they drank
it that
way while
contemplating
the raw
beauty of
their simple
taste, while
staring
out at
the still
&
unbroken
morning sky
simply beautiful, my kind of poem.
Yeah, this is killer.
resonant music, indeed
Not a downed buffalo…but a slaughtered squirrel! How fitting for the urban hunter to make squirrel stew for his city tribe, who partake of it from styrofoam cups under an “unbroken/morning sky.”
Nicely done.
Nice. A recipoem.