Living Dead I die inside myself bit by bit rot away given into the decay And my skin charred to ash like dust in the wind blows away.
First reaction to title was NAaah she's not writing about zombies. Least got that part right. Next thought emptiness of soul--possibly. Third thought--are you ready--I wonder what DM THINKS I'm going to think of this entry. Rampaging unchecked ego alive and well.
i think you are not only rich's favourite poet here. your fan club expands! i will certainly join the club!!!!!
Hehe, I did wonder what you would think of this one Rich. I was hoping not to confuse again with my elusive titles LOL This poem does have a sort of double meaning. It is somewhat symbolic/metophical. And it is somewhat about vampiric.