During a phone conversation with one of my older brothers, he dropped this wisdom on me that was dropped on him earlier in the week.
Every bite clogs my arteries
And I want more
CAFO beef, chicken, swine
But it’s all-fine
Buns and ketchup
Muffle any squeals, or screams
Sacred flesh meets molars
Saliva and meat bits mix
Like swingers exchanging keys
Paper wrapping was all the protection it needed
Violating, licking my lips
gives more love than the prod that struck you
But I’m not in love I’m just addicted
to the convenience of it all
erotic asphyxiation
toes curling, chest tightening
fucking Golden Arch's
my wish to glow as bright as you
with the grease pouring out my armor
my reality a short life for a fix
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