Lines TO BE SAID AFTER SOUP
With lentils, tomatoes and rice,
Olives and nuts and bread,
Why do I have to gnaw on a slice
Of something bloody and dead?
With honey, banana and pear,
Orange and corn and beet,
Why do I feel I must tear
Into some carcass meat?
How does my nose go astray?
What in my instinct warps,
That I have to ravish and slay
In order to feed on a corpse?