tagErotic PoetrySleeping with Zombies

Sleeping with Zombies


Know that it's not so dangerous
as it seems it should be. You just

snap your brains in a cage
(what they're after, you know)

and those undead, stiff fingers,
sloughing off skin like snow,

are too indelicate to pick your lock.
The sex, though, is rather dull.

Her moves are glacial, slow
as a long-felled log,

and she neither cries nor moans.
Of course, her body's frigid cold.

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