At the supermarket
a new display of bats on sale
the small size rips open with a tear strip
like the resealable bags of shredded cheese
a little plastic ripcord
and inside a honeycomb of bat packaging
the bats fly out
the speed of hummingbird wings
like pouring out the cremated on wind
and the air zips with bat wings
the medium size
packaged with egg carton
and frozen for freshness
a three-pack of bats
each a winged little fetus
and the large size bat
hangs from a hooked claw
like an obscene hairless chew toy
and I'm relieved because
I get one at last
before they sell out
and I tuck the naked urchin
under my arm
to be resurrected at home
with warm water
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