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.