Who’s Hungry Enough To Eat Now?

The killer of killers has come to breakfast,
he’s hungry but not enough so for eggs and bacon.
Patrons of the diner there to order their belly fulls,
but none can speak, for all have sinned.
They wait, watching with eyes as wide as dinner plates,
palms wetter than the space between their legs,
mouths still full of pre-chewed grub and swill,
hearts like locomotives barreling towards a wall,
suddenly realizing the only way out is through him.


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