prowling through the cemetery
scavenging for dead meat
a vulture hungry for a
disgusting feast
somach gurgling i need
something to fill me up
i need a delicacy
aged so finely
aromatic decay
stench right to my brain
decade old wooden coffin
pungent with death
insects writhing on the top
a tasty garnish
prying open its rotten lid
to find a gorgeous corpse
a blast of fermented air
burns my eyes
beautiful stinking rotted slosh
looks so tasty
slurping tongue-fucking the goop
unfathomably sour
liquid pooling in my throat
stings my innards
worms plucked from pustules
sucked down my intestines
crunching on beetles
popping bug fluids
corpse wholly consumed
i must find more
ravage the burial grounds
digging up remains
one by one unearth the dead
for my consumption
infinitely hungry i cant
satisfy this desire
frantically gulping down slop
sloppily gorging on meat
from coffin to coffin huffing
the fumes of the damned
devouring fermented rot