(photo by Tobias M. Eckrich)
I may look human
on the outside
but really,
I’m a zombie
I don’t chomp
organs
in public places
I do not want
to offend
I’m a social
zombie
I’ve adapted
to this world
My skin isn’t
ghastly pale,
but it’s close–
urban cadaver
My clothes
are neat
and clean
I even
floss my teeth
I’m a social zombie
I try hard
to fit in
It’s lonely
being a zombie
I would like to
have a friend
I promise not
to eat you
if you let
me hold
your hand