Zombidextrous
Maggots spill from one wrenched hand;
from the other, your tedious to-do lists.
Zombivalent
Listen or regret: undead lips
upthrust from soil, grunting
out the songs you would forget.
Zombiguity
If Schrödinger’s cat is both
dead and alive, don’t
open that box.
Zombience
Mournful twanging from the pyre.
Decay perfumes the dark.
A toast, dear heart, to your desire:
one final autonomic spark.
Zombisexual
I love you for your brains.
Best wishes for a zombitastic holiday from The Cave, the Hive.
Sincerely,
Lesley
LESLEY WHEELER 
5 responses to “Zombie poems, just in time for Christmas”
Like. Especially zombiguity and zombisexual.
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My faves, too, btw.
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I like these, Lesley! And a late, merry zombixmas to you, too.
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Zombixmas! Better than Z-Day, the day the walking dead take over.
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