Nadeen Maida
ZOMBIE MODE
heartbeat punching the inside of my chest
blood spiked, raking inside my veins
breaths shallow, sounds blurred
poisoned by my own body
mind fuzzed, incapable
existing improbable
walking impossible
dizzy nauseated
bruises of light
the world turns
my mind turns
both invisible
and too visible
lacking brains
cannot think
speak scream
people ask
how to help
zombie
in
wheelchair
but
i
can’t
w
o
r
d
s
don’t
they
know
speaking
not
possible
decide
for
zombie
drag
limbs
carry
into
containment
only
antidote
sleep
off
infection
return
to
myself
not
complete
but
not
undead
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