Writer’s Challenge #19- Kindred Zombie, Marshmallow

                                    By David Crerand

Marshmallow maggots lie scattered cross the dance floor

Where twisted bodies, broken in their own frenzy

Collapse upon each other with vacant, panhandler eyes,

While a band of Hell’s own screaming outcasts

Pound on instruments both so deadly and melodic.

Twisting remnants of a once glorious assembly,

Strain like bloated carcasses beneath a gaseous moon,

And the lonely keening wail of some war-addled bastard

Scrabbles up out of the cold, broken, rotting peat

Ensnaring the weak, the pitiful and guile-less.

Dare me now, to reach my hand among you,

Dare me now, to unleash my kindred zombie,

Dare me now, to taste evils ne’er forgiven

Dare me now, to take what I will have.

Shattered barricades that once promised sweet protection

For battered hopes who’s long-torn robe of innocence,

Fell bloodied, savaged, near forgotten, beneath a cloven hoof

Anguished echoes of the fallen linger at the edge of hearing

Staving off the maniacal silence of the damned.

The stained glass lies broken on the courtyard steps,

Dreams of countless generations fall on fallow fields

While stripped of everything that joyous peace might yield

Only the blinded eyes of the sightless can readily envision

The last of all last threads unraveling.

To reach my hand among you, Dare Me Now,

To unleash my kindred zombie, Dare Me Now,

To taste evils ne’er forgiven, Dare Me now,

To take what I will have, Dare Me, Dare Me Now.