What Stayed Enough

I worked the blade I knew the cut Meat is meat

You learn it quick After the war They brought the dead

Horses first Then men instead Armor crushed Faces gone Blood still warm

Work went on The knife slipped Blood hit my mouth No sign

No sound I did not die Hunger came

And closed my sight When it came There was only pulse

Only heat Only living I fed Because there was nothing else

Some screamed Some lived Some were dying anyway When they begged