Filetitos de ciervo a la plancha con una base de pollas en vinagre

Ahí va un poema de John Wiegley, al que leo mucho últimamente, junto a otros grandes poetas como Slipknot:

Seeking the soul-destroyer

I am seeking the soul-destroyer!
whose ways rip and slash and burn.
As a moth calls out to the flame, I pray:

Rain down your wrath from heaven;
beseech Job a portion of his woes;
grant the sea drown my sorrow
and fire consume those who know.

O soul-destroyer!
Make my hands to me
works of an unknown God;
my own eyes a mystery,
my breath the bellows
of another