06 June 2012

Reprint

Today is a reprint of a random poem form the archives. I've still deciding what to do with Wednesdays until I have my short story ready to go.

In light of all the people eating each other. Here, is Zombie from October 2009.


Zombie 10/30


Tracing ourselves we reinvent the wheel then fire


We reorganize our closets by season then color


Gravity only exists because we start recognizing its existence


Our eyes roll endlessly as we talk about our newness


Blood in out and over they say lick their wounds lick


This circle is for believers only this other one is for something else