Novella de Cannibal

when i think of winter
i think of your chill
cold and ever present
with us through our years together
with you and your human palette
it’s the flesh that your feeding me
well i found the coats, the magazines
and your recipes
i found the bones, i found the teeth
underneath our wooden floor
i had to leave, i had to leave,
before he came after me
and when he did, i lunged the knife,
and returned it bloody
bloody, bloody
it’s the flesh that your feeding me
well i held his sleeves, as he looked at me,
on his knees stabbed and bloody.
and with the knife,
i learned how to clean the meat off of the body.
they'll know i did it,
i got to get rid of the evidence
so i got out his human recipe
and followed it perfect
flesh
first boil the bones in water
to create a broth
simmer, & simmer them
till all the meat falls off
chop up the onions and garlic,
and the celery
lots of potatoes, tomatoes,
and lima beans
then grill the human meat into
some vegetable oil
add the onions and celery,
and saute it for a while
then add the meat broth and bring it to a boil,
let it simmer for two and a half hours,
and add the following:
two carrots, and one cup apple juice,
two flour and cold water tablespoons
too many years did you kill to feed
too many and now it’s ready
i grinded his bones
so i could throw them into the flower bed
how little did i know then about
the human flesh addiction
they'll know.