When the mouth goes seeking,
the whole beast needs to come along —
the impulse of desire must bring
the ribs, the shaggy rump, the hocks
They all flow in one movement,
they summon grace,
they give it their attention,
they feel the call kicking them alive,
they carry out the shared intention
What the mouth finds
they all partake of —
in the feeding,
all the beast is blessed.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 23, 2015
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