Culinary Hyperversity - Necrophagist

Hateful I’m slashing, the head is removed

Removing the head of the corpse

The throat down the hard chest the trunk is torn

Tearing the trunk of the corpse

Disintegrating the stiff limb by limb

Performing deviant butchery

I chop up the limbs into small handy chunks

In my own way of sick butchery

I rip out the entrails, cut through pulsating flesh

Into the torso I grasp — deep — to tear out the rest

I divide into that which I like and which not

Nutritious organs stored, the rest left to rot

Wrathful I’m hacking the organs are minched

minching the flesh of the stiff

Imagine the bodypared by sick culinary