Specks of dust in the night sky kept my loneliness in company. The moon sits perfectly in the window. Reluctantly contemplating to deliver message from the lover – who is the horizon.
I imagine he comes up to me, bringing about an influx of deafening silence in my chest. Calling back seagulls, who flew miles away to another bay to make love. Reminiscing memories buried in sand and stone. In my shore the mist sleeping so soundly. Coral reefs stood still waiting, and endlessly waiting for the souls Souls who can resuscitate them with new life
My tongue is squeezed under the foam. Words cross the island, and they are worn out for carrying the truth And finally, place them under the rainbow stairs when strong winds hit the beach in the afternoon.
Accordingly, tonight my song flowed into the still lake. Because, who else can play such beautiful a tone other than silence, and who else can blink a life soul other than the clear eyes.
Zombies build cities from the ground up in the holy human soil. After such a great war, in which they undoubtedly trounce over humans, authority has changed hands. New rules are born. Laws are enforced way above zombie values. Values pouring from the fresh blood of corpses that roam; from the dead who sought revenge.
Who is responsible for all this? Where earth must be rescued from the breeding of new zombies; from an energy so bleak vandalism, terrorism, fanaticism all interwoven in their nature.
Humans have nowhere to evacuate but to prepare for the next war. We are to reclaim the ancestral land back from them. The land they so disgustingly set foot on is now enclosed by the unwanted debris of zombies who roamed into human bodies.
While new buildings are erected from piles of decapitated heads, the streets are made from loose hands. And the lights were removed from the eyes hung on the roadside poles.
The whole city is now under their control. We are to transform ourselves into super-zombies to defeat them. Or else, we shall require help from the almighty extraterrestrials They who can attract all religious doctrines Doctrines which have turned humans into zombies in the first place.