2014 my cannibalistic story

it had been two long dark years since the fire had hit.
2012
i think.

man i was so hungry,all out of resources,no good earth to grow.
felt as if somebody was repeatedly stabbing me in my stomach.
as if someone had filled me with broken glass,
and every step i took ripped my insides to shreds.

i began to look at the wife in a different sort of way.
even thou she looked anorexic,plenty of meat left on the old girl.
and dont forget plenty of marrow.tried to fight it,jesus, but the
hunger,the sickness,it won.

blurred axe blurred red axe.

as i spun the spit,i listened to the roast,blisters popping,
sizzling,all you could smell was burnt hair mixed with fire.
a deep dark shame came over me,and stained my soul forever.

crying into my food as i ripped flesh from the bone with my teeth,the guilt,
man the guilt.but god it was good.

i sat back full, hunger gone,and reminisced.
never felt the hunger since that day.


good old maz