The dead walk.
Walk in hordes and herds.
Herds of groaning masses
Masses I have avoided.
Came-to a biting.
Biting my left shin.
Shin seared in horror pain.
Pain the dead cared nor felt.
Alone I am.
Am I alone?
Alone I cleaved the dead head.
Head crumpled, bloodless.
Bloodless monsters.
Days and days pass.
Pass while pain seeps.
Seeps under dead bandages.
Bandages no longer made new.
Infection.
I found ....
Self my in closet dark.
Dark it is tonight.
To... - tonight
Tonight words hard to speak.
Thinking what?
What tonight?
Tonight, no afternoon?
Afternoon with sun?
A ramp, I drag my sleeping foot.
Foot below shin?
Shin with shoe-less foot.
Foot moves rocks and grit.
I - stopped.
Stopped by... - what?
What I speak last words.
Words sense no thoughts.
I - can't.
Can't be.
Be on, I say...
Say mumbling "dead boat."
Jun 26, 2013
Jun 26, 2013 at 10:03 PM UTC
The dead walk.
Walk in hordes and herds.
Herds of groaning masses
Masses I have avoided.
Came-to a biting.
Biting my left shin.
Shin seared in horror pain.
Pain the dead cared nor felt.
Alone I am.
Am I alone?
Alone I cleaved the dead head.
Head crumpled, bloodless.
Bloodless monsters.
Days and days pass.
Pass while pain seeps.
Seeps under dead bandages.
Bandages no longer made new.
Infection.
I found ....
Self my in closet dark.
Dark it is tonight.
To... - tonight
Tonight words hard to speak.
Thinking what?
What tonight?
Tonight, no afternoon?
Afternoon with sun?
A ramp, I drag my sleeping foot.
Foot below shin?
Shin with shoe-less foot.
Foot moves rocks and grit.
I - stopped.
Stopped by... - what?
What I speak last words.
Words sense no thoughts.
I - can't.
Can't be.
Be on, I say...
Say mumbling "dead boat."
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