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I Live With Zombies

BY MARK RAYMOND MILLER COPY RIGHTED 12/28/2017 I LIVE WITH ZOMBIES THEY ARE IN MY LIVING ROOM TELLING ME HAPPY STORIES WHICH I FAIL TO HEAR WITH ZERO'S BEHIND THE LITTLES WHO ABIDE WITH TEACHERS MIGHT RECEIVE A LETTER EXTRAORDINAIRE MAY I MASK WHY SO SOLEMN RULING CLASS TO STAPLED BEDS ARE NOT HONORARY DECAY JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE HAD WORDS WITHOUT MENTION TO LOVE HIS DEAD AS IF WE ENTER EXITS WITHOUT EXISTENCE IF YOU WONDER WHERE THEY LIVE ACROSS THE SEAT FROM YOU I PROMISE TO WAIT MY DEAR FOR LOVE AND HONOR SINCERE SHOULD YOU CRY SO SOON ALL IS SILENT ON THE WESTERN FRONT WHERE CANNONS FIRE PROJECTS PAST RIVER SOMME'S BODY VESSEL STUMPS OH BUT YOU ONLY KNOW SO LITTLE OF STILLBORN BABY EMMA'S ENCOUNTER WITH FRESH YOUNG MEMES DELIVERED ALIVE TO INFECT US ALL WITH RAZOR EDGE TEETH WHICH EARN TO SINK WAS IT ONLY YESTERDAY WE SPOKE OF OUR PAST DATE OUT COLD IN LOST I MUST ADMIT WITHOUT YOU AROUND WHO IS WORTHY OF MY SINISTER PLAYGROUND HORROR TERROR HOUR I BID YOU ALL GOOD DAY PEOPLE FOR SOON MUSHROOM CLOUDS WILL FILL OUR DAYS BUT DON'T DISMAY THEY'LL BE VISITORS FROM NIGHTIME GRAVES WHO ARE DEARER TO US THAN THOSE DISPOSED

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Date: 2/24/2018 2:43:00 PM
Poetry has to be a little evasive. Like it's running away from you. It's alive and breathing. Yeah, that's it. Poetry must evolve. Like any art it also must be elusive, even from yourself. Or what's the point. Your not writing a novel or a story. Your writing about a feeling. An emotion. And we can never pinpoint where or how they got there. However, poetry can lead you to those dark corners where admittance is exclusive. The metaphor being Alice's rabbit hole. Poems must have multiple pathway
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