Minutes from the Tuesday Meeting


We worshipped the animal by
cutting off his horns and grinding them

to bits of dust, which we contained
in small glass beakers. We worshipped

the animal when we unwrapped his inner
workings from his skin, peeled him

with special scissors, a sharp metal. Careful,
we kept his outline together that it might

still cast a shadow because what is volume
to a shadow?—We could have pegged

a half-skin to the light board—we could have
cut out ten animals from his own animal skin

and pegged them to the light board and
arranged them in a circle and said to him

and pointed with a pointer, Here,
here, here you are, all these animals you

never called by name. Do you
recognize? Do you hear me, dead ear?



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