| | "You smile like a stranger" I feel so conflicted. I'm like the walking dead. This useless pile of dead weight - pungent rotting flesh. I'm still roaming the earth with no soul and just searching for the key to my endless captivity. This zombie heart of mine. It's still searching for the blood to run through my veins and enthrottle a new fervor of love. This is what all "us" zombies are looking for - love with endless desire...
My hands wrapped around his throat - his struggle and raspy gasps for air - those flailing legs of his coming to a slow... With the screaming of my heart against it's cage. Not allowed to leave with the exalting desire in my heart. A sudden desire so sweet as sin, like the perfect swirls on the tip of a white pudding cup. So perfect. I let the words tumble across and dance on my tongue, "purr - phff - ect" Such a sharp ending. I looked at his disfigured face and then, a thud to the floor. I read his eyes at that exact moment - so full of pride, still saying, " You Bitch Ass Mother Fucker" - Not thinking of poor Bonnie at home or little Jim. No - "Bitch Ass Mother FUcker..." I wished i put my hands around his scrawny throat and snapped the crackling bones around ...
Awake?
Sitting awake in my balck night gown I leaned forward and my breasts fell to the reflection of the moon light. The gentle breeze glided across my body, chilling the glaze of sweat around my still innocent body. My heavy breathing synchronized with the pounding of my chest... And it was the first time I realized.... I was still alone.
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