Dead.Not Dead Fly.

Stiff on its back the dead fly simmered in the sill sun. It had died the day before just before laying eggs on some rancid chicken. Job done.

The window had a bubble in the glass. It magnified the high noon sunshine into a hot beam of energy.

This beam hit the fly smack where its heart was. Despite shrivelling, the muscle twitched in the searing ray and made its first bu-dum in the fly's scorched chest.

It woke. Dead. Not dead.

Righting itself the dead not dead fly shuddered and shook its head. Hairs fell out that had been singed on the sill.

It gnashed its sucker and rubbed its hands like a dirty doctor. Fly was hungry. It flew through the open window.

It landed on a piece of liver melting near a wheelie bin. Spooning bile fly felt sick and puked it back up. Yuk! It thought. 

Licking its legs it saw a shrew nosing round the rank grass. Fly jumped on its back and a loud zap flashed and cracked. The shrew howled in pain. Fly entered its mouth just before it died and clamped onto its heart, squeezing.

Shrew awoke. Dead. Not dead. It shat. Starving, it scurried off to the turkey farm for fresh meat. It shot up the big bird's arse just before it laid. Schwupp! A sharp slap snapped the Turkey's neck and it collapsed. Shrew burrowed deeper in where it kicked its aorta over and over until it thrummed again.

Turkey blinked. Dead. Not dead and was plucked from the pen for the butcher's window, where it hung like a shirt buttoned up. Bump. Bump. Bump. It made its way to the Christmas Table

Stuffed. Glazed. Basted. It quivered on the platter just before they carved. It stood and delivered shrew who delivered fly. They twitched in the gravy. The spark that hit the carving knife careened around the room and all the seated family fell as the lights blew. Dark.

They arose on Christmas afternoon as their friends came a knocking.

They all feasted late into the night and then went out of the house next door, where leftovers were being cling-filmed for the following day.

The bell rang. Hello.

They entered. Dead. Not dead.