Slow Shuffle

zombieonthebrain-pixabay

It’s morning striking
human targets
Hungry mouths are weapons and
they spoke, leave, learning, unliving
To growl forever is a transition into people
a classic scene or a vulnerable future
At the turn of the moon
cue the roar-zoom of
the fridge door opening, slamming
Eyelids flutter over dead eyes
whispering
darling