The New Zombie Poem by Rae Armantrout

The New Zombie



1

I stare at a faint
spinning disc

in the black
endlessly

ready to pounce.

2

I actually say,

'I'm so sick
of zombies!'

3

Viral relics
in the genome?

Genes that switch
themselves off

and on,

unthinking
but coordinated?

4

Zombie surfeit

Half-off zombie.

The best zombie
imitation.

Invisible zombie
hand

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Rae Armantrout

Rae Armantrout

Vallejo, California / United States
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