Fork by Charles Simic

This strange thing must have crept

Right out of hell.

It resembles a bird's foot

Worn around the cannibal's neck.
As you hold it in your hand,

As you stab with it into a piece of meat,

It is possible to imagine the rest of the bird: 

Its head which like your fist

Is large, bald, beakless, and blind.

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