The undead, you tell me,

are like children

with no concept of tired,

awake, hungry, satisfied, right,

or wrong. They just have need,

want, all

without reason.


The undead, you

say, will always find

ways to one’s door,

and devour one up

as easily as popcorn—

the movie-kind with too much

salt and Real Butter Flavor.


The undead, you repeat,

are like children without

remorse, each life they take

is a meal without

thinking. I agree,

they are like children—

one time I found

the undead curled up on the porch

swing, shivering, and I asked

where they came from.


The undead looked at me, lost,

and pointed to the dark

as if the dark could

ever possibly have been home.

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  1. Ronald_Lowry

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