Zombieland

Los Angeles CA

Description

Tick tock tick tock couldn’t you feel it The silence of death slowly rotting and raking All souls enveloped in its embrace... Feeding off weakness and pleasure self-serving Always wanting more yet entwining the heart with the burn of undeserving  Yesssss Yesssss this next thing shall do it Decadence, waste and morbid indulgence When Creator allows the Creation to become its Influence As they look in the mirror Hands rising to faces Surface so thin, fingers press through the ashes Underneath, nothing cultivated, a vapid wide void No match to their perfected image and red satin sashes Shells they are, that look as though human Eyes lit with the fire that is driven by need Some the mask of man, others that of a woman Although images may sparkle, be not deceived For soon the wants and demands that they have become Will be all that animates them, not humanity or true life left in one Everything here is yours for the choosing Who are you, What are you…..answer this quickly A series of impulses, reactions and steadfastly losing As the things that were made consume the flow of life within Hollow and broken, nearly ready now to be scattered by wind Should your inside still shelter a flame from the Source Shed aside everything and stay on that course But remember, the clock on the mantle is still ticking What is not real shall soon turn to dust And if you hear them coming, their heel on pavement clicking Shhhhh nothing louder than a whisper breathe....