BIut the real torment started when my body stopped listening to me and I could only watch my legs going towards my house for my first alive meal. laid on the ground, being bitten by the zombies, and closed my eyes, waiting for my misery to end.
IIs a question only time will answerAf it shall ever be satiated
Bimed sloppily over the rolodex
Alind, rampant, unending
B hunger lies beneath
Ty the attention attuned to
dhough i am fulfilled
esire to return