sweetmeats.

Artwork by Kazuya Akimoto

two microscopic fish in the puddle,
a sight to see,
next to the grey orange skyline.

eating thrice-stewed femur, suckling blood marrow,
crunch of sinew, oh, you’ll get used to the taste,
they used to eat creatures called chicken and pig and cow

but now we eat anything we can get a hold of,
claws lacerating veins, tug ‘til you see the crimson sauce,

jagged overbite ripping for the trachea, nothing goes to waste.
but don’t be alarmed, it was your aunt’s time anyway.

after all, we relish the everlasting summers,

addicted to carbon dioxide warmth.

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