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I Zombie Pt.1

My First Day as a Zombie

By K.C. SanchezPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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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

surreal poetry
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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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