The heat was rising
And so was the bread
And so were the zombies,
The walking dead
Coming to eat us
As we sat for dinner
Filling our stomachs
Devoured together
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
The heat was rising
And so was the bread
And so were the zombies,
The walking dead
Coming to eat us
As we sat for dinner
Filling our stomachs
Devoured together