To A (Soon To Be) Unknown Prey
by Maven Treecat


Unwary of your friends' most wise unease,
You fell for my dark smile and open heart.
But romance never crossed my mind to tease;
I made my hunger honest from the start.

Much promise does your tasty body hold
And many friends and family show love,
But what a waste if like a slut you sold
Your life to fit my stomach like a glove.

Reject this dignified respected norm
Of fate outside my greedy whims and glut.
Surrender personhood and cutest form
For shameful transformation in my gut.

I promise this: a mundane, careless churn
'till folks can knead the fat your squirms will earn.