I might as well be a zombie
my productive life is over
but I live on for no reason
and like many these days
who've made the 'Zombie Apocalypse'
the defining metaphor
of their generation
I also live with no reason
but to subsist on the waste of the fallen
those crushed by the Powers Of The World
who worshi[ nothong but their own evil...
no...no sermons here...
I came up in a moral universe that no longer exists
and death will be a comfort embraced with more passion
than I've embraced the wild women of my time
(whose daughters and granddaughters exhibit zeal
with all the inborn conditioning of a comfortable acquiescence)
zombies...the human race has finally fulfilled itself...
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