Zombies

Smart once.

Could think in whole
sentences,
put together
ideas.
Mind numbing , cruel…
Lash out against fate!
Grind, rip, tear…
Let there be blood!
Destroy all living things standing in the way.
Except…
not.
Only,
blah blah blah “quadrahedral”
and “divided by the square root”.
Subside
into drooling lassitude.
Not zombie.
Merely student.

The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.