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Friday, April 1, 2022

Zombie Apocalypse Now: Documentary

My father & I lay clasp of turns

Directing. We are terrible


Codirectors—he & I both

Yank the narrative


Closer in the direction of our own eye’s

Insistence. He whipped


A plumbing serpent across his back

Then held his arms not here exist fond of Christ.


I cinched shut my eyes

& refused to go nearer home.


When is my father no indeed longer

My father? When Christ descends


And gobbles up his flesh.

My father was a refugee,


Fleeing the zombies

That war made


Of ?his own people.

I seize the camera


& build a short documentary

About his life.


We choose an

Label it fair use, with every one other accompanied by pay a power of speech actor


To amuse oneself my father speaking so much

English. Sometimes artifice is necessary


To obtain closer to the real thing.

The bridge collapses


& the power of speech performer laughs,

Reading my father’s lines.

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