Gouge out my eyes and eat them.
Drink my brains like thick stew.
My fingers taste like gum-drops.
Is the sky really all that blue?

If you want my intestines,
gnaw on my sternum first.
My heart is the crisp center.
Did the chicken or the egg come first?

My toenails are made of peanuts.
My elbows are crispy and thin.
My ribs are perfectly seasoned.
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

You chew and swallow up people.
They rarely put up a fight.
But rainbows, clouds, and planets?
You can't eat the whole sky.

(No, you can't eat the whole sky.)