As a Cannibal should
I fed you me, laid myself down, I let it all go. Piece by piece, I sawed away chunks of me, to you. I let my flesh fall, for you to see more; with your hands, I begged you to fearlessly tear into this raw, this deep, this me. Paper thin, I sliced me down to size, to zero, for in your eyes, I was large. Then I ground myself up into dust, so you could drink, these aches, I set aside for you, with every sip, I thought, now we are becoming, this is us.