Zombie

Entry for Writer's Cramp 10/24/09

The Zombie

A friend of mine awoke to find
That he no longer knew himself:
Hate and hunger filled his mind
So that he felt he'd kill himself.
And more he wished for suicide
For every light did hurt his eyes.
But then a yell came from his side:
A warm and breathing body had spied
His mottled skin and haggard groans,
and so did scream and scream again.
My friend, with impassioned moans,
Grabbed hold and bit and bit again.
         When he finished he crawled below,
         To hide from th' iridescent glow.



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