ease myself down, comin up brown

In consumption, I annihilated many of the food combination rules I know of, but these little triangles of unearthly Mexican delight had called me from their unformed state of tortilla, tomato, mozarella, black bean, onion, lettuce, and salsa, charging me with the duty of their construction -- only then to fuel the very temptation for and exaltation in their own demise.