side of the sun

the bulls are grand as the side of the sun

and although they kill them for the stale crowds,

it is the bull that burnes the fire,

and although there are cowardly bulls as

there are cowardly matadors and cowardly men,

generally the bull stands pure

and dies pure

untouched by the symbols or cliques or false loves,

and when they drag him out

nothing has died

something has passed

and the eventual stench

is the world.