"in love with a zombie"

the decaying flesh

the buzzing flies

you disgust me—

die, die, die!

other mortals have wept and cowered

called me

snake-bitch, sorceress

fuck them all to hell and back

I cannot simper

or smile sweetly

such absurdity

quite frankly

is not in me

but you

but you

I see you

your jaw unhinges

when you smile

and you keep limping

closer, closer, closer still—

ugh!

perhaps

I will not kill you yet

perhaps

I will keep you as a pet.