Obligate Carnivore

They met at a party at some grand estate He was searching for a nice place to kill himself again In a secluded grove he found her with bones at her feet The ill-fated suitors blood on her plate “I suppose I have to kill you now But I am so full! What a waste of good food…” she sighed to herself He smiled and replied “You are welcome to try For everytime I die I find myself returned” This endless pain Is such a bore But maybe together We can find a better way to pass the days To waste our time (to be entertained) You can consume and I can feed So they moved in together And the first few years were fun Something approaching happiness She tore him apart at least once a day His flesh always returning, ready for more “Oh my dear it happened again I saw things beyond the stars As you feasted on me this eve” She said she needed his taste He said he needed her bite The cycle was so perfect This exquisite pain Please never end Now together We can find a better way to pass the days To waste our time (to be entertained) You can consume and I can feed But time seems to hunger for misery Perfection erodes into tragedy In the early morning light she could see him waiting by the door He had gotten no sleep, same as her She didn’t bother to hide the bloodstains from her hunt that night They knew this would happen They had their parts to play “I’m so tired of your taste that I would rather starve” “Your bite has grown so weak, I can’t feel anything at all” "So this time I know this pistol will fire true My curse is broken For that I thank you" After he left She lost her appetite Began to fade away She claimed that this was all a coincidence “I’ve had my fill of life” she sighed