An ode to Hannibal Lecter

Bound by the act of mortals
An act of god in human visage
Dining in the halls of social curtsy

Walking among the rare faceless man
Face! The usual seat of emotion today fails to betray
Instead provides but polished steel,
A Mirror! to see what we truly wish to avoid most
Grotesque stark beauty of our reality
Lying in the caress of silver shadows

Governed by whims
The god of beasts sends forth
An act of god in human visage!