Zombie, my body
not completely there.
In this vessel I walk
not completely seeing
not completely feeling
not completely there.
In this vessel I walk
war bitten
torn
shot.
In this vessel I walk
an optical for the perverse
a target for the deranged.
This vessel put in danger with every breathe that quakes
through it,
my shelter.
But it is this vessel I hate
loathe.
For I know if I could
I would take a knife and cut myself free.
the vessel I loathe.
my body a zombie.
not completely there
not completely seeing
not completely seeing
not completely feeling.
this vessel I loathe.
in this vessel I walk
war bitten
torn
dead.