I like zombies. And I like poetry. So it's natural when I opened the doors at Zombie Logic Review I'd receive zombie poetry. Or even poetry by zombies as far as I know. What I've decided to do since the editorial bias here is towards Outlaw, Outsider, surrealist, and dadaist poetry, is to do a Sunday Zombie Roundup. As a poet I dislike a rejection notice as much as the rest of you, so why send one? These are perfectly good zombie poems and I'm going to publish them.
The Zombie's Wife
The zombie's wife
has a dowager's hump
and never sees the sky.
On her way to church
she steps on ants
and swipes at every fly.
Her husband Humphrey
stays at home
and scours the house
for the squeaky mouse
his wife says got inside.
Winter's coming
and the larder's bare
so Humphrey wants
his wife to fix
the mouse for supper
fricasseed or fried.
Donal Mahoney
Nominated for Best of the Net and Pushcart prizes, Donal Mahoney has had work published in various publications in North America, Europe, Asia and Africa.
Zombie Intervention
I had tried to prolong my stay here
by the night from Friday to Sunday,
but the guy at the desk was uncooperative.
My clinginess and expectations
have become quite ridiculous.
I vehemently deny making a request for breakfast
while busy negotiating the body's nudge.
The next conflagration seemed inevitable.
I slapped what was left of a face,
dragging the unresponsive body
to the open trunk of a Mercedes
parked in front of the hostel.
I reported it all to the guy at the desk.
He went out and slammed the trunk shut
then uttered something indecipherable.
If anyone else should turn up
the traditional would have to do.
Colin James
Colin James lives in Massachusetts but was born in England. He works in Energy
Conservation. He has been published in a variety of journals and ezines including The
American Drivel Review, The Ottawa Review, The Haz Mat Review and 88. He is a huge fan of the Scottish landscape painter, John Mackenzie.
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