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Zombie


02.26.12 Posted in today's words by

Pauline M Campos is a former newsroom journalist turned stay-at-home-writer-mama with the requisite blog. She contributes to Owning Pink, Bookieboo, An Army of Ermasand posts 3 times a week at her blog.

Zombie
By Pauline M Campos

Voices raised fingers pointed
tears
thoughts racing guilt swelling
eat
something anything
chew
swallow
repeat

words thrown overhead

salt in wounds

pepper in soul

let them yell

escape

zombie-like

walk downstairs

enter bathroom

lock

get on knees

lift the lid

open mouth

despair

insert finger

gag

release

stand up wash hands

glance at reflection

mascara streaks

flush

wash

mesmerized

anxieties

feras

turmoil

swirl

sweet nothingness

lock up self

unlock door

voices raised

fingers pointed

go through motions

again



3 Responses to “Zombie”

  1. bobbie troy says:

    Yikes, what a trip.

  2. Sari says:

    a sad sad picture in my mind
    very real for some people out there
    thank you
    thank you for your poem…

  3. Anthony Ward says:

    I really liked the ending “Lock up self” “Go through the motions again”.
    Very true!