Gnashing grinding cracking,
Dripping.
Gushing snapping ripping
Retching.
No one loves the zombies,
No one ever cares.
Shoot em with your shotgun,
Hang em from a tree.
No one loves the zombies.
Splotchy patches of graying skin
Bloodied teeth line rotted gums.
Gashes wounds and cuts galore
Broken arms and dragging feet.
No one loves the zombies,
No one ever cares.
Shoot em with your shotgun,
Hang em from a tree.
No one loves the zombies.
Decaying unused brain matter
Grayed sightless eyes.
Hearts that cease to beat
Lie beneath chests torn open.
Mauling chewing stinking
Crunching.
No one loves the zombies.
Author notes
Wow.
I won't even call this poetry.
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