Zombies
are us
Afflicted
with somnambulism
We
blurred the lines in pixels, likewise
Vampires
infect
Simultaneously
leech
Our
blood.
Thirsting,
vengeance
Immortality
Ravenous
black birds
Eat
lizards tails,
Caw and
peck
And
never become full-
Since
some spiders
Escaped,
hatching plans,
Lit
motives and wrapped them in silk fibers,
Offers
of choice, delicacies,
As if
free
As with
blindness
And
nocturnal natures,
When one
sense is absent,
The
others fill in the blanks
With
color.
Outside,
I found
a world waiting for someone
Real
To
notice
Nothing
is virtually
Immune
to nightmares, or others
Fantasies
Just
beauty.
Image Credit: The original uploader was PiCo at English Wikipedia (Transferred from en.wikipedia to Commons.) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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