That Damn Zombie is Feasting Again

19 Oct

Anytime a guest comes to my apartment for the first time, I kindly request that she or he add a piece of zombie poetry to my fridge. Below is the in-progress epic poem that has been developing on my refrigerator since June. As adjective and suffix options grew sparse, things necessarily became a bit more abstract.

the undead wander mindless-ly and we know the apocalypse is here
this planet is dark and rotten
they come for our flesh with unstoppable hunger
I stumble through a dead soulless world

flesh eating Chase* plagued my confused head
that damn zombie is feasting again

I like to use a shotgun to kill a zombie
it-s about headshot

you groan
must eat skull blood

shatter-ed cadaver
brain everywhere

outrun vicious pale thing
no more madness

stiff fire bone
destroy mindless human creature

grotesque horrors chew skin

you almost escape but

like her corpse outliving him
wretched evil has come as always

*Proper noun implied. All zombie magnetic poetry words are lowercase (save “I”).


2 Responses to “That Damn Zombie is Feasting Again”

  1. Molpadia (Molly) October 19, 2012 at 6:35 pm #

    I think the “taste-y” stanza was my addition to this epic. I feel the need to credit Fergie for her creative spelling, don’t want to be accused of plagiarism.

  2. Ephesos (Effie) October 22, 2012 at 3:48 pm #

    Homer would be proud

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