← v16n2, Fall 2017Poetry · 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.
