waste wants

a short

    sharp retort

breaks stillness

    and necks

blood seeps

    weeps, gushes

from the wound

neat bullet-hole

head smashed apart

a good day’s hunt

yet

the meat goes to waste

and genetic pool

gets

    fractionally

smaller

16 Mar 96 fcm

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