Poem: 'THAT'S ALL FOLKS!'

 

THAT’S ALL FOLKS! 

George A Romero’s zombies eat your brains, 

don’t that just gross you out? 

the Walking Dead with dead eyes and 

undead fingers chomp on your entrails, 

Saw and the Chainsaw Massacres 

scare the living shit outta me, 

and Chucky, I hate that evil little guy, 

I’ve watched Alien face-huggers 

bust outta your chest in sprays of gut, 

Predators and Terminators that just won’t stop, 

Christopher Lee, Vincent Price, Bela Lugosi 

and all those other creepy old guys still bite 

on you in that Twilight Zone of terrors… 

but I’ll tell you… 

the worst horror of them all 

is that one day you’re gonna wake up 

and find yourself in a 

Care Home that just don’t care, 

dripping and dribbling incontinent 

into your colostomy bag, 

and you’ve forgotten your kid’s names 

and your grandchildren, 

you look into the mirror 

and you don’t even recognize the 

old guy drooling back at you, 

that’s the real horror…

From my book:

'TWEAK VISION: THE WORD-PLAY SOLUTION 

TO MODERN ANGST CONFUSION'

(Alien Buddha Press, USA, March 2018)