← v16n2, Fall 2017
Poetry · Volume 16, Number 2

Mirrorform: The Living Dead

Asleep with the light left on

I dream in animation:

I’m a zombie porno station.

Grubworms binge on the lawn.

Someone left the dog on

and it died. It’s “on vacation.”

We’re all flying toward that nation,

asleep with the light left on.