The Books Do Not Speak
the walking dead.
zombies.
don’t eat flesh.
rather they ignore it.
the siren, heartless body,
panic, unseen.
paying for or glued
to the screen.
the body floats
by them.
they wouldn’t
have waved anyway.
a silent scream
emanates
from the brush
with death.
5/11/2022
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