Jala Wahid – Akh Milk Bile Threat

9^th September to 14^th October 2017
PV Friday 8^th September 6pm

The intestines, cut out with adamant
and thrown from warm belly to the tomb-cold steel tray
were left out for a long time, barely shaded.
The tray became warmer than the beast’s blood,
black foam surrounded the pellucid flesh
and in it grew a soupy vapour. At first it touched
on the putrid matter, swathed in decrepit gown,
from there it departed silently and split
open above a congealed pool of oil, akh,
the poisonous sound of a bezoar dropping into
fuscous liquor.

Text by Thea Smith