Showing posts with label Zombie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zombie. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

I'll look out for you
Until the day I die, or I rot
Even then, I will

Push my way to the 
surface, and hope I find you
I am here again.

Don't worry, I sill
Have your picture in my coat.
Bugs ate the corners


Why don't you believe,
That joe pressed against the glass
Smearing blood all over?

I was bitten here
In the car where Joe grabbed me
and pulled me closer

I thought he wanted
To tell me a secret that
Only he would know

Instead he put his
Mouth to my neck, and bit down
As hard as he could

I said, "get off Joe."
"You're hurting me," face bloody
He got off, I cried.

Time is running out
Joe moved a little too fast.
Now he has my heart.

In his hands, it beats
I can't feel anything now
A rush consumes me.

I am feeling numb
With a hole in my chest, bare
Wanting love and brains

-Erica

ZOMBIE HAIKU #7

Can zombies climb trees?
Firefighters aren't sure.
The Cat is done for.

Ominous music
Silhouettes moving in smoke
Thriller dancing scene



I brush the dirt off
Vines wrapped around my ribs
Pull them from the root

I see you dressed up
I pick the flower off me
My cage opens wide

Bones fall to the ground
My no longer beating heart
Hangs on by a vain

I reach out to you
Flower in hand, heart falls out
You can have that too.

-Erica

Monday, December 15, 2008

THINGS THAT ERICA ENJOYS (AND THINKS YOU SHOULD TOO)

1. Finger Drums (Why didn't they think of this earlier?)



2. German Expressionist Photography




3. Making bowls out of scratched records



4. Zombie Musicals featuring the sounds of Reel Karma (Link will be posted later)


5. Orange Juice (with pulp)



-Erica



Monday, November 24, 2008

ZOMBIE HAIKU #6

Stolen Zombie Lyrics

I'm your zombie man.
I know I'm just a creature,
Brought back from the dead.

Stolen Zombie Lyrics 2

You turn to me, smile;
"You're my best zombie friend."
I won't let this end...

Fashionable

Maggot eaten clothes
Leaves and twigs and dirt and seeds
Blood-splattered hand prints

(c) Riley Ziesig 

The Living and the Dead

Rotting flesh, park bench,
Birds chirping, daisies and bees
Juxtaposition 

Rush Hour

Cars beeping, lights change,
Zombies blocking traffic; jam,
Cars beeping, lights change.

Love-Sick

Falling rose petals
Flesh is peeling, flaking off
And she loves me not. 
-Erica 

Friday, November 14, 2008

ZOMBIE HAIKU #5

A Zombie Poet

I think it's so weird,
That I am writing poems
'Cuz I don't have hands.

A Long One

I am a zombie
Nobody understands me
Maybe they can't hear...

I was so hungry
my urges overpower
I bit off your ear

So it's true that you
Couldn't hear me
I'm sorry about that.

I am a monster
At least that's what you may think
I WAS human once.

-Erica