Thursday, September 29, 2011

I'm not your brunch, bitch

The zombie was devouring the ghost. The weight of its dead flesh pressed down and compressed the ghost deep into the ground. She was being consumed in body, but in spirit she still had some fight.

The zombie could rob the tangible (tissue, muscle, bone). It couldn't steal her soul. That belonged to the ghost.

It was her soul (heartless chest cavity)
and
hers
alone

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