The Dances Of My DeathA Poem by Mademoiselle KtA girl walks down an alley and encounters a zombie, who teaches her the dances of death.The Dances Of My Death
As I walk alone tonight, he aproaches me, to ask for my hand, I scream, I fight against this zombie fright.
I remember what he calls the waltz, what I call the fight, we twirl, we whirl, he tosses me into the air, on the ground, so hard I land. As I walk alone tonight...
We end our waltz. I pray this is the end of my plight. But no, we begin our ballroom dance, he grabs my hands, I scream, I fight against this zombie fright.
He bites me viciously, kisses me tender, holds me tight, My flesh, my brains, my blood, such a simple demand. As I walk alone tonight.
We begin our salsa, he has had that first taste of my flesh, making him soar to new heights, Our strides, our dances, what I assumed would end quickly simply expands! I scream! I fight against this zombie fright!
And in a flash he's gone, it's over, he's out of my sight. Our dances are over, I'm drifting away to fantasy land. As I walk alone tonight.
Be Quiet! I hear a girl approach, I pray I may, I pray I might, walk up to her, begin our dance, take her hand, pull her away to fantasy land, As she walks alone tonight, She screams, she fights against me, the new zombie fright.
© 2009 Mademoiselle KtAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on March 27, 2009 Last Updated on March 28, 2009 AuthorMademoiselle KtSpokane, WAAboutI'm Kt. I don't write much. When I do, most of it isn't very great. more..Writing
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