Etiquette for the Cannibal

Another version of the cannibal I did:


Always keep your bow tie straight, even when your mandible has unhinged into a double-rowed trap of serrated bone. The gentleman in the sepia portrait smiles through his own interior collapse, wires tethering his torn flesh to a straw hat that has seen too many summers. He doesn't scream as he eats; he simply chews with the quiet, meticulous dignity of a man who has nothing left to hide