Food Fight Sculpture)

As worn out bodies melt into eternal rest
spirits awaken in the heat of battle
of war gods slaughtering souls like cattle

The only chance of survival 
is to starve out fear & make something to eat 
for old foes coming to the table to meet 
over butter & bread & unholy meat

Good food the only reason for respite & retreat

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