zombie
I am a zombie
zombie go, zombie stop
point and click
now back to the top.
Moan and groan
meet the morning hoard
plugged into the brain’s
invisible zombie cord.
Dress me… Dress me…
blend in with the Walkers
just like the commercial
magic voice talkers.
Feed me… Feed me…
merge into one lane
follow the limping crowd
99 cent drive-thru brain.
Zombie up… Zombie down…
just do as you are told
print, fax, email
zombie heart is cold.
Zombie stop, zombie go
merge into the horde again
a moaning lurch home
let the programming begin.
shannon apollo 