I have been writing poetry, fiction and short stories for many years and have completed a book of poems. I also enjoy comedy writing.
Ripping flesh, grinding bones
Licking lips, blooded clothes
Fleshy aroma, screams of pain
Eye balls pop, agony rains
Soft and juicy, tender the most
Roasted on flames, champagne to toast
A tender loin, knife and fork
Taste like steak, parts like pork
Bodies hang, cold on hooks
Babies cry, I ate Miss Brooks
Legs are juicy, fingers not
Diapers lonely, juicy baby backs
Buttocks are fatty, so avoid the blacks
Sharpen axes, skulls to crack
Hearts and liver, a perfect soup
Here is a sample of my dish, now eat your food.
© 2018 Clive Williams
Clive Williams (author) from Jamaica on August 09, 2018:
FlourishAnyway from USA on August 08, 2018:
Hungry, Clive? Seems like you’re getting ready for Halloween early with your poems lately. Very macabre!