Empty the freezer of meats in foil,
many from lost origins. Have we eaten lion?
Does the black bear howl with regret?
What of the skunk & the serpent?
Some will be beef & venison—
we won’t unravel their shrouds.
More than flesh, this mustard expired
a decade ago, & do you remember
buying chocolate-covered bees?
A jar of pigs’ eyes has stared at guests
for years until your friends refused to look.
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