Pork Dripping

After weeks of vegetarian snacks a part of him was still searching city dumpsters for chewed-over Big Macs. Then in a moment of weakness at the County Fair he purchased one greasy Irish pork sausage so sweet and thick - it was on a stick. Deliciously it licked his tongue with a fulsome, sweet succulent fried meatiness. H actually swooned over its savory, lick-able tenderness. That night in restless dreams he slow-cooked two more of them, pork drooled, dripping from his mouth - a kind of porcine phlegm. Night long he slurped upon the suet of his soul only to awake hangry and left un-whole for those pork bangers were still banging in his sleepy head... and so he arose to deep fry a large, peeled turnip in almond fat, and sadly sucked upon that, instead.