The nausea

Crept up from

The pits of her vocals

To the top of her throat

I did what I did yesterday

And it was real

I woke up

Outside it looked

Like the world had lost its mind

People were eating hands,

Glands, livers, fingers, stomachs,

Kidneys, that were being

Eaten by mr.McKinley

My friend Mickey

Ate some calves with

Vickey, and rose

Dissected and ate a nose

With friend Poe’s arm.

My parents Edgar and Feimar

Ate some femur with a glass of

Brain juices.

If you aren’t grossed out yet,

Toung was the most popular

Commodity that day.

I came across a man who grabbed out a knife and told me to eat this child

I thought it was wild

But he had a knife so

The eyes were like jelly

And the toung like sweet potato

The skull like rock hard milk

And the vocal cords like chicken ribs

The muscle like steak

And skin like seaweed

When i was done the man left

To be honest

That was good