Special Dish

A slice of heavenly decadence,

Melting on the tongue

Bursting with flavor,

The taste of copper

Overpowering all

The bitter sweetness

Of past memories settling,

Chased by the acrid burn

Of guilt festering deep within

The sheer ecstasy of countless sins,

Flooding the palate

With such pleasure

A beautiful mixture,

Unmatched by any other dish

The human soul,

What incredible flavor

For such an ugly meal