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Author: Bita-chan
Fiction Rated: M - English - Horror - Reviews: 3 - Published: 11-25-05 - Updated: 11-25-05 - id:2056422

Comments: What happens when I listen to D'espairsRay and think of fruit.

Cannibal(e)

Welcome dear audience

You’re hear to watch

Filled with static fascination,

I am the man on your screen

Yes that’s me with those manicured claws.

--

Please do stay for dinner

Lights dimmed low,

And this steel stage is set

I’m going to make sure you remember

All the steps in this simple cooking procedure.

--

Grate this limpidness

It must be the first to go,

Crisp and sweet,

Descending into the formaldehyde fondue

I’d love to watch you lick it all up.

--

Sautéing in narcissistic glory

Our grandest salutations precious ingredient,

Thicken and boil,

Culturing this sultry bacteria inflation

Watching as you drizzle it down you throat.

--

Brewing the squalid envy

And this is what makes it all work,

Pungency and a saccharine catalyst,

Swimming in our malevolent bisque

It scratches us raw with its climax of pleasure.

--

With one corrupted enzyme,

And two green kidneys,

Plus one blue vein, then two more,

Grinding of infant bones,

Then the addition of an extracted heart,

Me, oh my, it refuses to stop.

--

Notice now onlookers, darling

Gluttonous eyes squealing in promiscuous pain

Together we have denoted our status

Didn’t you notice?

We have progressed from

ABEL to cain.

A/N: Thanks for reading, and please do review. Oh and kudos to those who can figure it out, because even I'm not too sure about what it means...



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