Can a zombie tend a garden? Can they plant a seed and nurture it until it is so full of life that it simply can't contain it anymore and has to burst out? Can they wait slack-jawed until the green shoot is spotted peeking up through the dirt to finally see daylight? Water it, protect it and measure its size as it stretches upwards until it cannot stretch any more before finally blooming into a beautiful flower?
Can a zombie do all of this and watch, proudly, as someone takes notice of this particular flower and leans in for closer inspection? To beam with pride as their creation is seen and appreciated by another?
Can they stop with just one? or will they keep planting, nurturing, waiting, doting over more seeds? Revel in the joy of creating works of nature one after the other until they are surrounded by a garden of their own making? Can they be satisfied?
Or are they bound to shamble in obscure patterns, munching on brains for eternity?
