Rotting

The corpse was sitting in the sun with a shine on the very little amount of skin left on it.
You could it had been there for about a day but the scorching sun still had it warm.
It was so decomposed that half of the face was nothing but bare bone.
You could see the lungs under the ribs thousands of mindless starving maggots feasting on the lungs.
Some made there way to the stomach and made it rip revealing rotting last meals and acid.
It looked as if the corpse had threw it up.
Then a train of darken old blood flowed down aside the corpse.
Now the maggots seemed to multiply as they swam threw the ever-expanding sea of dark old blood as it release a new terrible aroma across the scene.
A new swarm of fires start to move around the corpse.
Now it was time to eat…
Again.