Cannibal

You ate my heart,

spat it out

in my mouth.

Its arteries cut,

hanging loose

dripping blood.

Chewed up,

a macabre scene:

cannibal feast.

My heart is dead.

At least,

it no longer hurts.

~

My newest poetry collection is available on Amazon (paperback)and Kindle (e-book). Read more about it at Welcome to the Sombre Days.