A woman and her husband
Lived separate lives
Save for the night
When together they would dine
The two wouldn’t talk
Just stare at their plates
Listening to eachother
Chew and chew and chew
Once and only once the women looked up
On her husband’s plate she saw not potatoes
She saw not steak or chicken or rice
She saw
A head
Upon his plate was a girls head
On his fork was her flesh
The women watched him gorge
She watched him shovell brains and skin into his mouth
In his eyes was a hunger
That could only be satisfied with the flesh
Eyes wide she watched
Vomit rose in her throat
And her husband just continued on
Blood gushed from
It. And coated the womans face
Her face dripped blood onto her plate
As her husband slurped down its brain
The women looked back down at her plate
And continued eating