Some say
the only way
to exorcise demons
is to let them leave the body in sleep.
I ate a steak
that still had the soul of a steer inside,
trapped and howling,
frightened and lost.
He never stopped screaming a second
once caught inside me.
I had to sleep for several days
until that steer disappeared,
and even now I can feel his hooves
pounding inside my legs.
Sometimes when I wash my hands
I have to clean him off.
© Lee Slonimsky, 2023
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