"Death and Rebirth
Death
All alone.
I'm all alone
In these woods,
And I'm scared
All the others
Have been killed.
Only I am left.
I don't know
What's going
To happen
To me
Now,
But I'm afraid
That it won't be pretty.
I see the hulking zombie.
How did he
Get in?
I can hear his heavy
Footfalls coming
Ever closer.
How long before he
Sees me?
I must wonder.
He's coming straight
For me,
There's nothing
I can do
But maybe
There is
If I can touch him,
Maybe I'll make it
He aims his machete,
Posed to strike,
When I reach out
And grab
His leg.
There's nothing more
I can do for me,
I think as he
Brings down his machete.
It lands square upon
My head, splitting
My skull open.
I have no fight left.
I die.
Rebirth
Inside the shell
Of what once was a girl
(Me),
Something is growing
And stirring.
It is me.
But not the previous me.
A "me" formed in the image
Of the infamous zombie
(Jason). I have two sets of memories
His (Jason's) and that of my past life,
By all accounts, I should be dead.
But I am no longer.
I guess I am
What they call
A "mutant".
The thing
Growing inside
(My body)
Has become
Too large
To fit inside
My brevious body.
I claw the skin
Of my old body
To make way for my
New body.
The skin shreds easily,
And hangs in tatters,
As I emerge.
I have fully emerged
And am still growing.
Taller and taller.
My flesh molding
Into female form
(I guess I can't change
My sex), but not quite so deformed.
My skin is blue, deep blue,
Almost purple/black.
I do not know my face,
But if asked I'd say
I'd need a mask.
I'm covered in blood and gore,
And although you'd expect it,
I am not naked.
Why, I am not sure.
Some instinct
Tells me
That it's a part of my body.
I look back with pity.
I wonder what the cops
Will think.
I don't care,
I'll be long gone