Waddle

I've been to a cock fight. They are exactly what you imagine them to be.


Waddle 5/31

In the pit            lizard-legged cock
slashing            the second all flesh-ripping
flow of blood and puddling
Naked skinny green-feathered bird is
open-mouthed            a silence
hushed scream            blocked
by chanting men
In the pit            filled with sand
blood black absorbing drop of water
in sugar            you pick it up
This is a marble of violence
Cockspur slashing at chests            beaded sweat
floating in the air            calmly in stasis
landing as rain on deserts