Zombie Apocalypse #41

The hesitant sun peers over the city skyline to watch them rise from the dead.

They cringe. They prefer the shadows.

They lurch awkwardly down dark hallways,
     bumping along one wall,
     unseeing, unfeeling,
     unaware of their surroundings.

Driven purely by long-forgotten instincts,

They simulate attempts at personal hygiene and sartorial style before descending upon the city en masse.

The horror spreads! Terrified fast food workers duck behind counters… but it’s too late.

Zombie hordes overwhelm them, droning their dreaded one-word desire:
     “Coffeeeeeeee…”