Tuesday, 11 April 2017

Thoughts of the Day: He's Turning Into a Zombie

Tick and tock.
My body is sick.
In state of shock.
Infected from snick.
Luckless to block.
Such nightmarish trick.
Chains without a lock.
At the end of the wick.
Myself is only to mock.
Emptiness shall I kick.
Until the end of the knock.
Click says the clock.


  1. I'm sorry you're unwell! But all the green in that picture makes me smile!

    1. Heh, we're actually doing just swell thank you. :D We just watched a 28 days later which inspired me to this little poem.


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