The Zombie Love Poems

Because someone asked. All written in a 4 month period in 2005. There are others, but they're more zombiesque than really love poems.

Love In Old Age
Josh MacLeod

I admit it: I love the coy way
Bits of you fall off during sex.
All the pieces pale and twitching
With maggots I lovingly collect,
& the way your hands sneak off
To return, touch, & surprise me
Is worth every stolen moment,
smiles lighting our rotting faces.
There is nothing at all purer.
I would tell you, had I but breath,
That this is far preferable
To the cold embrace of death.

Forever
Josh MacLeod

You gave me your kiss
I walk in a darkness
Lit by love & madness.

You bit into my head
I thought I would be dead
But woke a zombie instead.

You took my life from me
And gave me an eternity
For reasons I too clearly see.

Our vows weren’t made in error
We will be together, part never
Not even the day after forever.

Trust
Josh MacLeod

I was there when your troubled ended
And when they began again
I know I said I understood
But I was lying way back then.

And it seems to me that we are just
Flesh and then we’re dust
And this state between
Doesn’t seem to mean we’re
Cursed or that we’re blessed.

I know you love me, even now,
Untethered from the grave
But no matter how you tell me
or the love your words convey
I can’t see you eating my brain as OK
Even if it will save me.

Even if I will not die
I can no longer lie
I know you love me,
But I cannot be
A zombie for eternity.

No matter how we hold on fast
It seems that soon or late
Sometimes even love never lasts
Against the vagaries of fate.

Love After Death
Josh MacLeod

Sometimes you show your love
in quiet ways, in cleaning up
after me, in stitching me together.

Sometimes you sing amazing grace
because I was blind before you bit me
and devoured my brains.

The dead see clearly, you knew,
and you loved me so, even if
I rot faster than you.

I think it was because I was dying
when I undied, but I am not sure
of anything, only that love remains.

Only that my mother loves me,
even if we are both undead
and some say we are damned.

Sometimes, to make me laugh, you tell
jokes, about how Jesus returned
as a zombie, eating brains.

About how his disciples became the first
and have been making more zombies
ever since, conversion by dinner.

You explain it as theophagy, because
eating gods is a holy thing, but we
seldom even eat people anymore.

I know I am burdening you, because
I cannot chase the living far
but you never complain.

I wish I loved you enough
to find a way to end my unlife
and free you from my burden.
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