Becoming: A Zombie Sonnet


A little before Thanksgiving meal …

Venomous poison runs all through my veins
Coursing and pulsing in my heart beat’s path
Bitten and then hunger takes hold the reigns
Even a dummy could sum up this math
Fever within as my flesh starts to stink
Sweat pouring down burns and trickles off me
Thoughts sparse and rare and I can’t seem to think
Eyes open wide but now I cannot see
Thirst so relentless my throat cries for aid
Stomach ablaze as I purge my last meal
Look at my hands and the color displayed
Pale, ashen, rotting in each limb’s appeal
Gone now are all of my woes, aches, and pains
Shamble and ramble and call out for … BRAINS!

James Matthew Byers resides in Wellington, Alabama with his wife, kids, a dog named after an elf, and two tortoises. He has been published in poetry journals and through Jacksonville State University in Jacksonville, AL, where he received his Master’s in 2010. His epic poem, Beowulf: The Midgard Epic, is coming soon from Stitched Smile Publications, LLC. He also has a short story featured in their upcoming release, Unleashed: Monsters Vs. Zombies.

Find James Matthew Byers at:
Twitter: @Mattbyers40


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