See that zombie stood over there.
Caked in fresh blood.
It's under his hair.
He found a fella with a hole in his head.

Sad zombie fella.

He found a slice of mouldy old bread.
Uses it as a soldier.
Dipped in his head.

No fun.
A newly made zombie.
He's always hungry,

Now he's dead.

Peeps at Mr Majestical's testicles.
Fancied chewing them.

Loved the juice.
Succulent as strawberries.
Raspberry sauce.
Blood of course.

Derwent fancied a bit of breast.
Loving mother told him breast is always best.

Julie's just a crazy chick.
Fancied a nibble on the dead guy's ****.
Yummy,yummy, really sick.

Or should I say she ****** it.
As if it were a straw.
Remembering days of living.
Always was a *****.

The kid in the corner is popping out eyes.
Never really worked out why.
Perhaps he was thirsty.

Eleanor.
She fancied a  nibble on the bladder and kidney.

Of a once fine chap.
Whose first name was Sidney.

***** tasting of peach lemonade.
Eleanor the dead chick.
Got really drunk.
That Zombie's really ******.

Mum's over there.
One of them?
Or still my mum?

You know what?
I really don't care.
For the first time in my life.
I feel really scared.

Hell.

I digress.
They're chasing me now
I'm making a mess.
Run out of puff and all that stuff,

They're trying to eat me.

That's quite enough.
I'm feeling quite numb.
The dead ******* won.
Stripped all the tissue clean off my ***.
Chewed though a bit of a nerve.
Partially damaged.
You feeling the image?
Bled me near dry.

He did.
*******.
Made me cry.
For a second or two.

Lucky me.
One ate my eye.
So glad.
I won't see myself die.
With a skeletal hand.
I'm waving goodbye.
(c)Livvi