Dinner is Served

I chewed up your liver
chomped as it glistened
felt the rivulets of hot blood
trickle down my chin
then rasped them away
with my tongue

I selected a kidney
from the pile of your entrails
still steaming
alive to a warm hum

Almost lovingly
I held it in my mouth whole
then bit hard
to savor the moment
the tang of your saltiest fluids

How could I resist
your heart
with its crimson meat
worthy to grace
the table of any king

I'm stuffed now
and tired after all that
charging around
Think I'll take a nap

Under that acacia tree
should be fine