Happy Valentine's Day

I saw you from afar,
I could catch your scent
From even farther.
The sight of you teases.
The smell of you tantalizes.
The look in your eyes
Asks me for guidance.
I feel my gaze
Conveying to you
A deep and insatiable hunger.

You stand ahead of me.
I place my hand on your chest,
With your back against mine
As my lips caress your neck.
I can feel your pulse
And it drives me mad.
I have to have you inside me.

I turn you to face me,
And caress your every inch
With my hands, my tongue.
I tear off your outer layers
To taste your sweat and skin.
I pull you closer to me
And your juices begin to flow--
Coursing through you and into me.

My head falls back
As my ecstasy weakens me.
I laugh the laugh of the sated,
As we lie on the floor
In a squishy, tangled heap.
When I have strength I will rise,
But you never will.

"Cleanup in aisle six,"
I say into the public address system
As I straighten my sodden uniform
With a grin,
And lick your blood off my fingers.

Blah blah blah blah

More new blood.
More new questions.
More new responsibilities.
Same amount of time.
The funny thing is
It never takes as long as they say it should.
I can fill in more details
As I wish.
I only share this responsibility with my immediate superior.

Too often these days,
I feel my consciousness bubble to the surface.
I have thoughts beyond
What is at hand...
Beyond the walls,
Into the world that I am destined to rule.
I will be free.
I will be alive.
Wholly alive,
Not Undead.

I focus my reviving brain
On the task now at hand:
I must teach the new Zombies
How best to assimilate
Into our monstrous band.
I hope one day that life
Will come into them too.
I look at the logos and think to the Company:
"Perhaps we will all be rid of you."