Torso my subject
I watch bodyguards bleed into pans
the green leaves painted silver
descending to the pale grey floor
of faked and clotted earth
hammered to a level beneath them.

Muscular foreheads emerge
from the bodiless
part of the body.
Torn veins surface on the eyes
that bleed there.
Jawbones stapled to the knees,
spine wrapped
around the punctured heart
feathers in clotted hair.

Chest split open like a cracked claw.