Sunday, May 9, 2010

Poem #1.

Zombies? Really?
By James Bezerra


We seem to be
more afraid of zombies now
than Russians
with A-bombs.

Am I the only one
who
still fears the
killer robot apocalypse?

The invading Martian apocalypse?
The apocalypse of sterility? Of Republicanism?
Of apathy?
Or of Nuclear Winter?

Or – you know –
the actual Apocalypse?
When Jesus comes back, angry.
I think that’s what’s supposed to happen, anyway.


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