Jordan Ferensic
Poem
going down, dusk was saluted as usual
the hours
were always difficult (to kill).
arm chairs in the middle of the hall,
with coffee cups
beside them.
the evening was unusually dull -
the men
their silence
(the silence
each beast holds raw
in its paws).
stimulated by this comparison
canary birds,
swine,
loathsome reptiles
(curled round the half-decayed bodies of sheep).
The intermittent sounds were just -
the bones
(fixed so ingeniously).