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August 23, 2007

Sealyon: Even Zombies Get the Blues

How can I be this hungry? he thought. I died 4 days ago.

And then he would think, How can I be thinking? I died. I remember it. How can I remember it?

And then, How can I be this hungry? Aren’t I dead?

His thoughts chase each other endlessly, always coming back to hunger. Hunger so overpowering that he doesn’t recognize his wife, his parents, his children, or his neighbors as he attacks them with a strange new strength, cracks their egg-like skulls, and gorges on the yolk inside. Finally satisfied.

How can I be hungry? Aren’t I dead?

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Comments

I feel like I should apologize for this entry: I tried for something lighthearted, but it just didn't go there.

Posted by: Sealyon at August 23, 2007 12:41 PM · Permalink