Penance Of The Undead Poem by Lucas Akkadian

Penance Of The Undead



By Luke VanderPol


The animate corpses hunt for clemency
Down wintry streets so wearily,
a clattering vessel as empty
as a child granted his fantasy
Cast in resilient cloth, though naked
marching to a sound arrhythmic and fleeting
the ominous sound of their single heart beating
to call out their ubiquitous time
as madly as a solitary mind
and this jaded creation, poised
with it's own shiny gun
cocked to fluttering heart
will pass into void
as swiftly as it came
to surely beg for absolution.

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