anxiously wait to see the sun and a land as of yet unknown 
 gone below to escape the death of the nuclear winter 
 ice and darkness due penance for the sinners 
 six generations 200 years later their ancestors crawl from their holes 
 hungry and frightened and barely surviving they're tired of living like 
 moles 
 up on the surface a fate worse than dying meeting the end of the food chain 
 teeth yielding pain 
  
 I sense that living human beings dwell below my feet 
 an important source of protein, you are what you eat 
 post Armageddon, neo-barbaric, the nuclear warriors due battle 
 to satiate our hunger we breed human beings as cattle 
 hunting in packs ready for the attack we eat our prey raw-rabid animals 
 frothing and ripping the carcass we're stripping our own yes we're 
 cannibals 
 eat or eaten beat or beaten I am on my life rest assure a predator 
  
 broken splintered bones, boiling blood 
 torn and bleeding skin 
 blackened burning flesh melting fat 
 amputated limbs 
 eviscerated, lungs torn out 
 heart ripped from the chest 
 decapitated, a meal of 
 vagina and breasts 
 Eyes plucked from sockets, gaping holes 
 through which picking brains 
 phlebophilia love of blood 
 life spills from the veins 
 I detect the scent of prey by 
 her menstruation 
 you have been chosen the main course 
 Congratulations! 
  
 -Bon Appetite