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The Frustrated zombie

Please stop running!
Don't you know how hard it is
to move in rotting skin?
Its so damn frustrating!!

Its not fair, I tell you
I only need your brain to feed
but I can't have a fill
coz you have the speed!

Can't someone help me?
My right eye popped out again
I hate these wriggly worms,
they are driving me insane

I wanted to scream
but it came out as a groan.
It's pathetic, I must admit
my real voice is long gone

I'm the slowest of the monsters
walking , crawling aimlessly
I'm one hungry predator
I'm the frustrated zombie

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Free verse
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this is for everyone!

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Firstly let me say this is enjoyable as is. But there are some things I'd have done differently :
stanza 1
line 2. Please stop running turns it into more of a plea than an order
line 2 change "do"to don't
stanza 2
line 2 I only need your brain to feed the "only" suggests that eating a brain is a minor thing and dropping the S in brains directs the statement to a single victim
stanza 3
line 1 change "Can" to can't makes it more of a plea again
stanza 4
line 1 and 2 either wanted and came or want and comes. As is the tense disagrees
** I'd have tried to work in something about trying to scream with either a half rotten or missing tongue but that's just me
stanza 5
line 1 try I'm the slowest of the monsters might add a bit more clarity that you are comparing self to monsters other than zombies.

It's a new thing to me trying to critique a poem written tongue in cheek. And if Any of these suggestions don't fit in with something you intend to convey just toss them out...........stan

I like it.

W. H. Snow

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley

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