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Zombie Park

JamieLepore-AKA-brace

The dead cum alive
at zombie park
at night they dance
with the dead
in the day they sleep
with the dead
when they get paid
they shop with the dead

waiting for more.

THE BIKE RIDE

'hey I said...
.. Becky, I came for sum weed'
'cuse your brothers reckin our place!'
'yuh know i've never bought it before'
'how much is it?
... cuse hes going mad!

She
and
The
Dead people didnt hear me

They were dippin into pipe
Cockeroaches
dissapearing into zombie eyes
and
a small child whined for food.

THEN
"Mr. yo says"
"Hey here gurl have a hit"
"hugh?"
NO, i said no!
...
..but I watched
them suck like babies
on a tube pipe
and "Becky" sang for more.

THE PHONE CALL TO BECKY
" hey its me Carol"
" I have a spread"
" but i,ll be late"
" I'm getting spanked!"

Besides the fact that
Carol the black chic
who
worked at 'my job!'
and
always had cash
and
had
her rich black boyfriend
gives her everything!
So
She stashes her paychecks
In the bank
shes smart!
I always thought!
but.

Damn you'd never know!
she was whorin herself
out for the night!

prized specimans of zombie park
once you cum in
you dance with the dead.

Just then
A horrible wave of panic
hit me
3:43
Blast off
Time!

I have seen enough.
Heard way too much.

The floor seemed to
crack beneath me
I almost ran!
for the PadLocked door
to get away
from the sworms
of bloodstreams

"Hey wheres she going?"
"Okay! Ok, let her out!"

Now I was safe yet shivering
in zombie park..alone
On my bike
trying to suck up some fresh air.

I fumbled in my ciggarette pack..
...for a Flowered pin
but all i found.
was weed.

the dead cum alive
at zombie park
a strain on 'properties'
in my head.

i have managed to fall back
into Blessed unconsiouness...
....
the dead cum alive
at zombie park
at night they dance
with the dead
in the day they sleep
with the dead
when they get paid
they shop with the dead

waiting for more.

I dont want to dance with the dead
"Creates a breeze"

To Zombie Park #2


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