Covered in Flies

What is

This stench

That stings my nostrils

Disgusting

Yet delightful

There's no telling where my nose will take me

The humans place their sacrifice next to the curb

A display of fear and respect, I assume

They must have missed last week

There's something in here that really reeks

I take another Whiff

Covered in flies and filled with bliss

Feasting on the rotting cabbage

I starve no more

Your offerings have been accepted

I'll be back for more

Worshiping the rancid relic

I starve no more

Discarded scraps, covered in maggots

I starve no more