Zombie Zombie, Walking through life Blindly, Aimlessly, Empty Empty, Feeling nothing at all, Mind thoughtless, Blank, Like the chalkboards Rendered useless By the projector And the small screen In your hand. Don't bother me, Don't say a word. It goes in one ear And out the other. The passage simplified By an empty canal, A boat waiting for your words To be carried across, To be left unprocessed. Staring blankly out the windows Whizzing, Unmoving, Landscape, Portraits Of youth outside Laughing, Foolish. You come to me with Arms wide open, But The only arms I want To hold me are the Outstretched arms of my warm Welcoming bed That will hold me forever Like the dirt Embracing the dead In a coffin, Like a zombie.