My pet and I are not vegetarian
I'm sorry but that's the way it is
Our diet is raw flesh and parts
Human eyes a special treat
Don't be offended we aren't real
Lodged in the stitches of your mind
In the labyrinthine network of thoughts
This conspicuous memory quite a find
Believe me, people are cannibals
It absolutely does make sense
Skin cells and lots of fluids
The circus like existence
Anyway I'll introduce my pet
It's a half eaten carrion head
I found it when I was looking for my doll
I like it but it's dead
But it's possibly possessed
It's hungry all the time
It's mouth is always open
A damaged and dangling spine
It thinks that I'm its mum
And I sit and sing it rhymes
I place the eye balls on its tongue
Carefully in the sticky slime
Not much of a conversationalist
But I understand its grief
Imagine if you're head was chopped off
For being an honorable chief
We talk about the universe
How dangerous the forces of nature
Vapid speculations of entropy and time
Going backwards into the future
The devious devilish men
How nefarious the living sphere
How awful the scoundrels and fools
All in the now and here
Finally it dozes off to sleep
Dinner was a dozen eyeballs
I tuck it in, in its make-believe bed
There's a world beyond these walls
A soulless world, dire and grim
Decapitated bodies, feeding flies
I'm not happy, my hours are vain
Failing are my wrenching cries
I feel I've become it
I feel it's pain
If there's a darkness outside, it's me
Me, me, me, me and me again...
