Why so mean?
The corpse was sitting up.
His legs straight in front of him one slightly pulled up in support.
He was lurched forward.
A drooping bony hand with a map of bare veins reached out.
The flayed flesh of the skinless corpse hung for dear life to the bones.
His inner cavaties were ripped open to show muscle, fat and fibres.
Show compassion to yourself.
Soon all will be flesh and dust.