Broken Hope

Sick hunger, I desire human waste,
Urine and feces meet my taste.
Excrement, the smell makes one choke,
When put upon my plate my fork shall poke.
What fills the bladder and intestines push out,
I worry not of hunger and drought.
Bowels move and excrete my buffet,
Induced cathartic is fast food today.
Undinism, swallowing urine turns me on,
Attraction to feces - the coprophagion.
The alimentary canals end awaits my dish,
Human manure I slurp, suck and relish.
Eating waste has problems I didn't know,
Voracious tapeworms within my guano.