Licking lips,
& fingers.
Hot Honey –
Slathered meats upon the grill.
Gnawing greasy flesh,
Tingles of divinity in every bite.
Chipped yellow teeth;
Too sharp even now.
Metaphors,
Magic,
They tend to intertwine regardless.
How else could we procure such deities?
These delicious gods;
Upon which we feast?