Song Of The Dead Poem by David Castaneto

My tongue's gone numb, I don't know why,

Lips won't spread, eyes are blisterin' red,

Anything is fun as the dreary sun fly high,

Like a bleak balloon beyond the ground where people lay dead,

All of a sudden, bloodless bodies start singin' and dancin',

My ears bleed relentlessly, my eyes fall off unwillingly, I placed my palms on my temple,

And they ceased wordlessly, ironically, some screamed and some began cryin',

Surprisingly, my ears start dancing, eyes begin singing as the ground beneath start to tremble,

Brrrrkk! The earth cackled, soon it opens up displaying flaring broiling flames,

Enticing the dead as they burn like campfire