Fascination Number Ten Poem by Shelby Barker

I. Thoughts linger.
Thoughts linger in the living and deserving
so who deserves them? like Nothing deserves some Company
Company questioning, and enlightening
as only Artemis and her, moon, do
her moon which is her everything
her moon which is her
Nightly pleasures keep her purposeful
and powerful, though if the sky fell dark and empty
to an empty sky we’d still tell stories
though pointless.
Pointlessly, we’d listen to the ground.
And despite we would believe.

II. The zombies stumble aimlessly.
The zombies
ignorant to firing? Ignorant to all casualties
ignoring their arms, their arms lost
as not borne fruit; propaganda blinding, zombifying
nothing forbidden nor tempting
nothing eaten nor followed.
Followed by lack of action being borrowed,
the world shall come to a halt -
halt and stand at attention, we wouldn’t.
Despite we would stay busy, doing nothing, and if desired to be something
Something we would take and linger on these thoughts.
Thoughts linger
and without them we would be
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