THE LAST MEAL I EVER ATE WITH YOU

for AM


I was frightened to chew my beef
in case it triggered my mouth.
I'd primed it like a trap
to let the wasps out.


In case it triggered my mouth,
I swallowed my chicken
to let the wasps out —
a haze of nails.


I swallowed my chicken
and spat out bones.
A haze of nails
went off like a bomb


and spat out bones.
I'd primed it like a trap.
Went off like a bomb.
I was frightened to chew my beef.