Red

Coagulated clumps beneath his bench

Metallic strikes across the skin

Slices as fine and thin as paper

But as deep as the ocean's floor

Seperating the veins

Creating new pieces

New fragments

New bits

An unrecognizable beast

Suffocating the body

between thick plastic sheets

Labeling, marking, organizing

the kill

Thumps on metal as they make their way on the cart

screeching wheels and the smell of mildew

Breaking through to light

between two double doors

Selling beef is such a chore.