Zombie Attack
I heard that there’s a zombie uprising
I must see this for myself
Where did you say again – Just go down the street
Then take the second left
Got It
It’s far worse than I thought
Seeing the walking dead
They lack personality, hardly smile
And emptiness is in their head
But “emptiness” cannot really be in someone’s head
-But keep reading
Hopefully I don’t transform
Their zombiesness (which is not a word)
Maybe influencing me
- But let this story continue on…
So I try to converse with this particular zombie
“How are you doing dear friend?”
“Last night was wild, don’t remember a thing,
I didn’t come back ‘til ten…am”.
“It’s eleven right now
You have class at noon
Do you expect to make it?”
“The professor thinks I’m smart
And I’m well groomed
So maybe I can fake it”
“I Sparknoted the reading for last night
I can bring up a few good points.
But I can’t feel my arms, and walk with a limp
I think I may have damaged my joints”
“Well I wish you all the luck in the world”
I say before we depart
-Oh I just remembered, “Happy Birthday”
(Thank you Facebook notifications)
She said she had a good night, paying for it now
She went out for Thirsty Thursdays
So, I guess it wasn’t a Zombie Attack
Just hung-over college kids…
- K.S. Fort
From, "Transitions "
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