Poetry
Vision
or Premonitions of Misguided Time Traveller (a poem)
Fat man
Fat man
Tom?
Stale Post Office Glue
Shuffle cane Shuffle
Gasp behind me
Me?
Hand crammed in
Post box. . .I look
recognize
Corner of my mouth
Bleeds. . .do you
Feel it?
Are you me, will you be
me. . .Have you already been. . .
me
If you have been
I changed
If you are
I will change
Shuffle out as in
cane waddle,
Stale smell remains
Tinged with the aroma of
vision, insight
power
Thank you
Fat man
Fat man
— Olaf
McLaughlin, Tom. Zombie Bait 2: More Bits . Verum Apparatus Publications, LLC. Kindle Edition. (Link below)
Poetry:
Zombie Bait: Pieces of my brain for you to digest- A book of poems Kindle Edition