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.
