A dog adores
its owner
like a tall god.
If the owner dies,
after a few days of
precious hunger,
the dog would
consume the body.
I think if you died
I would eat you.
There are cultures
where they eat
revered elders
as a ritual honor
to say you live
in me now.
You think I want
to honor you?
I want you inside
me. To keep you.
Sweet and desperate
preservation.
I don’t want
some simple kiss.
I want my teeth
on bone.
No rituals now.
My hunger sharpens.
You tall god.
You tempter.
I am starving.
