Bull
Blanche Bendahan
1948
The trains watch us dreaming
in these charming meadows.
—For we don’t love eating
so much as some fellows!—
Gorging suits humans,
they crave sauce and meat.
Me, I love to chew on
grass, so green and sweet.
Men chew on things, too,
like rivalry and riot;
for me such bitter brew’s
an unhealthy diet.
On top of that, I don’t know why
you’ll hear…
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