They live beneath the ruined city call the subways home   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