Food

 
I smile
I salivate
In my mind I enjoy
The meal to come
I am my own chef
My own butcher
My own baker
Fuck the candle stick maker
I am self taught
Master of the crock
Boss of the barbeque
I only eat meat
Fuck vegetarians
Everything cooked to perfection
I like things rare
The taste of blood
In my mouth
Tender pink meat
Tastes a little sweet
But you can’t overdo it
It can become sickly
Even dangerous
Thin strips
Sauted with garlic
And red onions
Fried in butter
And white wine
Delicious
Yummy
I like breast meat
I like leg meat
I like arm meat
Must be shaved
I cut like a surgeon
Then stitch the gaps
Oxycontin helps
Then the sizzle
Quickly fry
Then it’s time to enjoy
My autosarcophagy
Self made
Fast food