The Dressed Chicken Poem by RIC BASTASA

The Dressed Chicken

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father kills the black chicken
and marks a cross of blood
on the temple of the birthday celebrant

he claims life is a matter of sacrifice
a chicken dressed for something

The blood from the neck
of the chicken gushes forth

there is silence in this
bloody ritual

between father and son
inside both of them they

hold that the spirits understand
how they must be appeased

from all ills and bad luck
the son must be protected

a father then washes the knife
that killed the black chicken

he is ready to kill someday
somehow when

another human being just in case
kills a son, that brute that base.

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