After Temple Grandin

It is not a complex feeling
It is pure empathy in the
Sense that I is not I but

One of them slaughtered
The animal is the most log-
ical creature for the ways

It computes the real smells
Its way back from distances
Memorizes whole geographies

I want to remember you
Like a series of chutes and
Bolts which feel no pain

As they are appearing to
You watched I want to calcu-
late the pain that we are

All worth and does not speak
Except wordlessly like a
Single picture can sometimes

Tell the truth of our
Cruelty or the malice of
These everyday embodiments.