FLESH...

SHE CHEWS AT HIS DECAYING BODY,
PICKING AT ALL THE MAGGOTS,
SUCKING AT THE ROTTED MEAT...

SHE CRIES NO MORE, SUFFERS NO MORE, BUT IS PAINED AT THE SIGHT...

THE BONES CRACK AND CRUMBLE IN HER FAST MOVING HANDS,
THE MARROW BEGINS TO MUSH...
THE STENCH OF HIS SKIN, IS ALMOST TOO MUCH.

BUT STILL SHE EATS, CONSUMING AS MUCH AS SHE CAN.
LOOKING AT HER LOVE, SHE LOOKS TO HIS EMPTY FACE...
COLD BLOOD AND NOTHINGNESS IS ALL THATS LEFT...

THEN SHE STOPS....FADES.
COMPLETELY TRANSFORMED.
ONLY HER SCREAMING SUBCONCIOUS IS LEFT,
TO BEG HER SHELL OF A BODY TO STOP.

IT WONT, THE ZOMBIE NEEDS FLESH.
SHES STUCK INSIDE. TOMB.
FOREVER TO WATCH THE HORROR SHOW
THROUGH HER OWN EMPTY EYES...