Zombie

April Fox
the words keep repeating
tarnished and tangled i've
heard them all everywhere
nothing means anything
beg me to cry with you
weep with you
mourn
little cynical girl
was reborn
and cut down again
zombie chick
calendar girl
stuck in winter
ironic, it's january
trapped on the walls
of the rooms
of the boys
who don't know her
at all
they are you
they were you
you were them and
nobody
a crazed change of taste you were
something like i knew once
nothing like you and we
tripped over the things you said
fell over misdeeds and misreads and
i am not what you think
shallow and stupid i
know how to play this thing
i wrote the rules and you
got in too deep
this time
buried yourself.

Published by April Fox

When she isn't writing for sites like livestrong and typef, April can usually be found with her head in a book, lying in the sun blowing bubbles, or perched near the stage listening to music and trying to av...  View profile

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  • April Fox5/17/2010

    thanks. as long as the angst doesn't run over into emo territory, i think we're ok. let me know if i get there so i can shoot myself.

  • Gabriel Gadfly5/16/2010

    I enjoyed this. A tad angsty for my tastes, but I understand it's a poem of anger, so it works. Well done.

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