01 zombie i lay there all alone like a dying cockroach on her back. the ribbons in my hair knotted back dirty dishes stack up, a leaning tower and im alone like a corpse in her coffin again, until the spring where i will rise from my slumber a spotless mausoleum dust swept away, caught in the light room reeking of chemicals artificial smells, artificial sight maybe its not spring after all the undead returns to her grave resting again this time forever. 02. good and evil rolling hills wildflowers blue sky sunshowers. my eyes squint at the brightness a sharp contrast from the storm inside us and i stretch and i sit waiting for the light that guides us to suppress it the wildness all of a sudden bam, the sky goes dark, a starless night sky. distracting me from my only chance at aliveness sooner or later the rot sets in insects tearing at my sightless eyes. my skin, my skin torn into bits eaten by nameless things and i dont feel anything really anymore just a ripeness like a fruit sitting out on a park bench in july bad, inedible, not for you
