delicate, i laid you out...
gingerly placed you upon the bamboo cutting board.
sharpened knives
neatly in their holders
standing guard, up-right
the slow, room temperature thaw
loosening tendons
collapsing ventricals
what, was once an organic
beating life
takes on the mechanical tick of the timer.
burners warm
pots and pans gather round for the spectacle.
the sharp deft movement
of the blade
splicing the heart
neatly
into two.
