ZOMBIE FLICK

deliberate dumb blunt intention puts me down 

low stable and unmoving.

viddy a film i seen before

another zombie flick/third this week

and 

relate to the lost men and women.

real horrorshow 

soulless

of clay.

living an undead waking memory of low percent participation.

i calmly coast/just coast/in meat time

maelstrom ignored in the hurricane basement

with no heart 

but an old concrete machine

scarred and kissed and whipped and held

by war 

celebration

and deliberate dumb blunt intention.

here in front of the tv/the eternal googlemother 

her colour bleeding out across the walls.

i know/can feel/that someone

someone

like Time has tilted the artists black mirror 

refreshing dark eyes with new shades

and i see things a little different now

and

i rebuild a new heart of dogs

for my soulless body of clay.

plan to script and write and pitch a flawless logical story.

a zombie flick/dull but perfect

told from the perspective and impact

of local authority logistics

only.