coffin poems

fear engulfs
as shown new home
a pine box

locked inside coffin
escape only to find out
in bigger casket

new voice mail message
“dead & unavailable “
since grim reaper call

zombies
get
ahead

pointed at forehead
barrel just as terrifying
as the tank attached

spinning on a wheel
near death realize knife thrower
is an amateur

keep running down road
cornfields might be bad idea
as scarecrows chase you

zombie fast food place
list new item on menu
brain bowls with free drink

fear the corn farmer
as thrown into large grain bin
full of hungry rats

group escapes zombies
hide in large warm metal pond
cannibals add logs

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