Cut deep the blade slices

sawing it’s way through flesh

blood rises to the surface

hands are shaking

the cut continues


the limb is pulled

like being ravaged by wolves

torn with sinews white skin flayed

from bone, severely ripped apart

he approves

admiration for his workmanship

he stands back wipes the excess blood

that stains his blade but not his heart

for he smiles at limbs and skin and legs




his turkey carving now complete