Issue 150, Spring 1999
The leopard attacks the trainer it
Loves, over and over, on every
Page, loves and devours the only one it allows to feed
How lonely to be understood
And have to kill, how lovely.
It does make you want to starve. It makes an animal kill
All the caring-and-sharing in the cage.
Start with the trainer who keeps you alive
In another language.
The breasts of milk
That speak non-leopard. Slaughter them.
What lives below
The surface in a leopard will have to live above
In words. I go to sleep
And dream in meat and wake