Dig in.
Eat my misery for breakfast
Knowing my weakness
Will always satiate
Your hunger.
You are always starving,

Dine on the sweet bread
Of my love for you,
The meat of my affection
Ravenously.

Season me.
Marinate me in your kind control.
Roast me with your words,
Baste me in your deceit,
Cook me as long as it takes
Until I’m golden brown,
Good,
Tender,
And yours for the taking.

Trim my fat,
Slice the gristle,
And the rest of the bits you don’t like
Off of me
And serve me with a side of promise.

Rip into me,
Tear me apart,
Roll me around with your tongue
Grind me between your molars,
Get your fingers greasy,
Smear me on the tablecloth.

Crack,
Break open my bones,
**** out the marrow,
The goodness in me.
Pick your teeth  
With the splinters you’ve made.

Gag.
Choke.
Force me down.
I hope my pain
Gets caught in your gullet.
I hope the spice of my anguish
Burns your soul
And makes your eyes water.

Suffocate on the guilt.
I hope the bitter flavor
Never leaves your mouth,
That you remember the taste of me
When hunting
For your next
Meal.