Zombie
Into life she summoned, the poet long dead,
With the sway of her hand, the high priestess…
Cast aside, his errand seeing the end,
Deprived alas! Of both life and death,
Through the darkest streets he looms in unrest,
Seeking an elixir for his wretched loneliness…
Copyright © Le Incendié | Year Posted 2007
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