Saturday, September 27, 2008

Dead Tired

I'd sleep, but with nightmares I'm filled
of graveyards where no one stays killed
While zombies ingest
how can a guy rest?
His brains and his dreams are both spilled
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1 comment:

  1. surly hackSeptember 30, 2008 at 4:11 PM

    I pull up the sweat dampened sheet
    to hide, but uncover my feet
    Mere figments are they
    that crave matter grey
    My brains those undead guys would eat!

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