By Ben Boegehold
the principle was this
to cut away the useless to cast
it off to render the fat and cleave
the meat from bone the quick
from the dead perhaps
though truth is not as simple
as a butcher’s job maybe
we cannot take the mystery
and hang it from the rafters
and bleed it dry drawn
and quartered perhaps some
things are best left undisturbed
maybe if we can simply pay
attention to the whole thing
and the things contained within
we could end one endlessness
and begin another for not only do
things fall apart but they also coalesce
and there are more ways of making
two than by cutting a thing in half
This poem originally appeared in Stonecoast Review Issue 16.
Photo by Stefan Schauberger.