How did you lose your leg? It’s a tripwire of a question
on their tongue;
an alignment
of shoulders
& a smile that flickers.
However I dissect it
in the kitchen later,
whining out cigarettes
& stubbled to the eyes,
I know that I was always
going to answer;
I’m the steel they use
to sharpen their knives
& dismantle their own mortality.
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