Zombie Haiku

Our final selection from Ryan Mecum's Zombie Haiku:

I loved my momma.
I eat her with my mouth closed,
how she would want it.

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Zombie Haiku

She's much faster,
but going upstairs leads nowhere,
and I'm much stronger.

-Ryan Mecum, Zombie Haiku

Zombie Haiku

One that gets away,
a man with a cricket bat,
cracks me in the face.

-Ryan Mecum, Zombie Haiku




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Zombie Haiku

Bones are hard to break.
The skull is not like an egg,
takes more whacks to crack.

-Ryan Mecum, Zombie Haiku

Zombie Haiku

Her toes are like grapes
with the same rush of flavor.
Same juices, same pop.

-Ryan Mecum, Zombie Haiku

Zombie Haiku

Brains, BRAINS, Brains, brains, BRAINS.
BraiNS, brains, Brains, BRAINS, Brains, brains, BRAINS.
BRAINS, brains, brains, BRAINS, brains.

Another lovely selection from Ryan Mecum's Zombie Haiku

Zombie Haiku

The loud explosion
pulls our attention toward it
with hopes of fired food.

-Ryan Mecum, Zombie Haiku

Zombie Haiku

As part of Zombie Apocalypse Awareness Month, let's dive into the mind of the undead with a haiku!
(These haiku's come from one of my favorites: Zombie Haiku by Ryan Mecum. I absolutely loved this book and recommend you buy a copy. No zombie-literature collection is complete without it! Find on Amazon here: http://www.amazon.com/Zombie-Haiku-Good-Poetry-Your-Brains/dp/1600610706)

Brains are less squishy
and a tad bit more squeaky
than someone might guess.