The mouldy earth crumbles under my pick-axe, The hardened turf gives up its  morbid harvest, Cracking the earthen crypt with my rusted spade, Disinterrment  of the pieces from where they lay to rest... The arduous task reveals my  unhealthy reward, A long dead stiff is the fruit of my labours, Fracturing the  brittle wooden coffin, To reveal the skeletonized remains that I savour... The  horrendous stench only serves , To heighten my anticipation, Rotted prizes  bring with them , The prospect of gratification... Fellating the femur as my  anus quivers anxiously, I tongue the mandibles as I work myself into a frenzy,  My sphincter twitching uncontrollably in expectation, With a firm grip on the  fibula I commence my anal penetration... My buttocks clenched tightly around  the bone, A wave of sensual pleasure washes over me as I groan, Again an again  I fill myself, squirming in ecstacy, My prostate is tormented by the  splintered bones abrupt entry... This tortured anus is stretched by the  entry of the tibia, I grimace in an amalgam of pleasure and pain, My fetish  for osseus necro-perversion I lustily pursue, My erection engorged with blood  as my anus is strained... My crudely fashioned ossified dildo, An instrument  of supreme titilation, Bizarre necro-sodomy my only end, And I pursue it with  fervent dedication... I gnaw on chalky metatarsals, Grinding my anus on the  musty bones, Me penis lodged in the rib cage, In this grave, I climax alone...