01 December 2011


Ointer 12/1

After the bacon
            into the aluminum can

with the peeling label – that is unreadable
is as old as I can remember

Pour the grease and wait for it to whiten

Like Holy Communion you will dip you fingers
and drop the contents into the mouth of the pan

Your skin will shine with fat
plasticized like Jesus on the cross

above your bed – like the angel on the tree
at Christmas

The room will smell like food

Grandma you will be standing – your back to us
A ghost of what was done in this place

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