vague men tied to a stake   gather round your little ones   feast your eyes, steady your aim, behold!         we hit shore dragging miles of verse   poisoned food on the line   we're throwing it back.   thought the meat of this kill would feed starving artists for centuries.         skin him! gut him!   this is not what we bargained for   he is worthless unless he is whole.   make bait, food for thought   spit back every hound   spit back every hound         all that we hunt for, we are   plastic rabbits and white elephants   an unclothed singularity is the fox that the dogs couldn't reach         skin him! gut him!   the contaminated repast for the head of the bachelor band   make bait, food for thought   you have no idea what you're up against   you have no idea.         chewed off my very own head to get me out of this trap         bring me the tongue   everything else is fat   salvage the tongue   discard the rest of him         bring me the tongue   everything else is fat   bring me the tongue   bring me the tongue   bring me the tongue   throw back the rest of him