There is a creature that has no eyes
Eyes ripped from bloody sockets
And replaced with stones
Cold
Unblinking
Unseeing
Seeing all

There is a creature that has no face
Like chunks of meat, mutilated
Shredded and clawed
Ears hang in ribbons
Flesh rotting away
Blackening
Sick with decay
To dirt, to worms

There is a creature that has no soul
Blown away in the wind
Wispy
Delicate
Like tissue paper
As the sun sits bleeding
And dying crows wail

There is a creature that lives in death
Animation suspended
Choked off, life corrupted
Tainted, stained
Ripped open
Sewn together
Mutated
Ravenous
As it eats