Cannibal

By: Moonjava

Edited By: Diedre N. Flora


To feel the flesh within his teeth,

To taste the blood on the killer's salty tongue,

To chop the bones and keep them safe,

A bargain for company that will always stay.

It's a game they play and often win,

Rarely to miss a single step,

They each have a weapon,

A tool to destroy.

A life to take in his hands.

To sleep with the dead is his game,

The corpse, though dissembled,

Is the only way he will ever fall