Sunday, January 25, 2015

A Day In The Half Life


Battered and worn

We all die a little
every time
we enter sleep

Casualties of life's
daily wars

Many self created

Then come morn
we regenerate miraculously
and are reborn

Rise again we must
to walk the Earth
and interact
with our fellow zombies

Being the best mutants
we can possibly be
til erosion demands
we lay back down
and die again















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