(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