Fresh

Algor mortis is a cool breeze
That went too far
Rigor mortis is an ironic erection
Yet ultimate impotence
Livor mortis is the revenge of gravity
Against the arrogance of the leap

Bloat

The last thing the stomach eats is the body itself
From the inside out
The last meal of a murderer on death row
Could not be more savage

Active decay

There is nothing so riddled with life as a decomposing corpse
The body of Christ lies across England
Slain twice
And we are the maggots devouring him
Animating him
The grotesque puppet

Advanced Decay

The flesh is a carnival
With an ending supply of booze
To the last revellers
Who should know better

Skeletonization

Need I say more?
I cannot
Even if I need to