I keep an ironic distance from you

When you’re eating people

I telegraph my disapproval 

To those in the know


My actions are subject to interpretation 

By a certain circle of theorists 

New research will confirm

The ideas floating around


And when they scream in pain

And I slightly flinch

It reads as solidarity

To readers in distant markets

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