Human stain

You have far too many
eyes in your head

You have far too few
chips on your shoulder

You have one too
many hairs on your scalp

You have one less
ventricle in your heart

I eat pieces of you
To spit into your mouth

With longing, with disgust
I wait for you to grow back

I dip in the water to
scoop up your gristle

I swallow your flesh
Even though I am full

I sicken
You sicken