Poems of the Week

Eating In

by Simon MacCulloch

“Our human ancestors often ate each other, and for surprising reasons.”
New Scientist

Well I can think of lots
For putting folk in pots;
A friend gone out of favor
Is truly one to savor,
And partners wed in haste
May still be good to taste.
But best of all, partake
Of loved ones at their wake—
There’s nothing quite as sweet
As fully seasoned meat.