anxiously wait to see the sun and a land as of yet unknown
 gone below to escape the death of the nuclear winter
 ice and darkness due penance for the sinners
 six generations 200 years later their ancestors crawl from their holes
 hungry and frightened and barely surviving they're tired of living like
 moles
 up on the surface a fate worse than dying meeting the end of the food chain
 teeth yielding pain

 I sense that living human beings dwell below my feet
 an important source of protein, you are what you eat
 post Armageddon, neo-barbaric, the nuclear warriors due battle
 to satiate our hunger we breed human beings as cattle
 hunting in packs ready for the attack we eat our prey raw-rabid animals
 frothing and ripping the carcass we're stripping our own yes we're
 cannibals
 eat or eaten beat or beaten I am on my life rest assure a predator

 broken splintered bones, boiling blood
 torn and bleeding skin
 blackened burning flesh melting fat
 amputated limbs
 eviscerated, lungs torn out
 heart ripped from the chest
 decapitated, a meal of
 vagina and breasts
 Eyes plucked from sockets, gaping holes
 through which picking brains
 phlebophilia love of blood
 life spills from the veins
 I detect the scent of prey by
 her menstruation
 you have been chosen the main course
 Congratulations!

 -Bon Appetite