I always start with
The temporal lobe. Zombies
Don’t have smell or taste
Receptors of their own, and
Brains are delicious…
Especially the human
Kind. Next, I move to
The occipital lobe, so
That the sound of your
Screams will be accompanied
By expressions of
Fear, a foreign emotion
That will make me chew
Your frontal lobe to find some
Sort of meaning for
It. I always end with the
Parietal lobe.
I like to feel your tissues
As they slide down my
Esophagus like scrabled
Eggs. I like to feel you die.
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