Bacon dressed in nothing
draws out the tongue.
Salt drives the user
to thirst more desperate.
Pavlov's man learns
everyone is meat.
Every curve a treat
to be consumed.
Pig ears nibbled,
bit biting legs,
breasts, loins driven
to animal consequences.
Every sliver walks
and boys keep young.
Drooling troughs fill
and the meat loses sweet.
Every slice pulls
pleasure's promise,
and laughs loud
at the empty oral cavity.
Supermarket's ease
prevents the hunt,
starves the gaze,
and sizzles home alone.
Fattened man is ready
to be sacrificed
and feed the hungry demons
who bent his love to sinews.
He bakes in his own juice,
heart empty,
stomach full,
wondering where his woman was.
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