Customer service closed
no plea will be heard.
Doors bolted shut
on any talk of anguish.
Ears blocked by walls
against another wailing
against another diaspora.
The front windows
exhibit
professional cadaverous activities.
Butchered bodies
hang on hooks.
This is a slaughterhouse.
A sea of blood
leaks from under the door,
soaking our feet
our silence.
II
(Inventory)
So much meat gets piled up
sliced butchered
vacuum sealed in bulk
unregulated
insatiable carving
blind shattering rabid blasts
ay amnesia
an eye for a thousand eyes
Kosher method
grim delight
III
What kind of bird ravaged
God’s triangular eye
—his camara—
to keep him from seeing the slaughterhouse?