
I Zombie
I feel like I was killed and returned from the dead...
Why can't I communicate the thoughts in my head.
All this seems to be insane,
...Why do I have a craving for ... brains?
This makes no sense how can this be?
What the hell has come over me?
The last thing I remember... was getting bit.
By a six-year-old zombie looking child... Oh shit!
I'm on the wrong side of the zombie apocalypse.
Mmm... this flesh...mmm tastes so good on my lips.
I shamble along trying to walk it off,
Then my ears and my nose just fall off.
I ate her and not the way she wanted sorry she was your wife,
I also ate the dog and the kid, to make it up you can run for your life.
And when I finally meet the girl of my dreams,
Somehow I just eat her while she screams.
It came out as "Uuhh" but I meant ("let's go to my place"),
I didn't want to kill her and eat her face.
The city is in chaos, pure bedlam and on fire,
And yet my insatiable hunger grows ever higher.
I no longer need sleep nor crave beer,
The hunting is good I think I like it here.
1/10/12
About the Creator
K.C. Sanchez
Lunatic mad poet. Has written many poems and a few short stories under the pseudonym Beast.
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