poem: "I Am Your Eater"
I Am Your Eater
I consume you
not like a fire,
licking slowly to your core --
not like an obsession,
stretching out from your core to color your whole life.
No,
I eat you
course by course, bite by bite.
You feed me slices-of-you --
succulent as mango,
juice dripping down my chin.
I savor the flavor
with my eyes wide open.