IMG_0443_v2Zombies are everywhere,
on television, in movies,
video games and literary

I see them every day.
I see one every morning
in the mirror.
I am a zombie,
binge watching,
web surfing,
live tweeting,
over entertained,
under engaged.

I crave brains
because mine has atrophied.
I should trash my television,
crash my computer,
smash my smartphone.
Disconnect from the corporate
collective consumer unconscious.

It’s time to unplug the earbuds,
put down the screen,
pick up a book,
meet my neighbors
and wake the hell—
No! Wake the world



The Democratic Presidential primaries begin soon. If you agree with the sentiments in the poem above, I sincerely hope you’ll consider supporting Bernie Sanders, like I do.


About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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2 Responses to Zombieland

  1. Emily Cooper says:

    Is it wrong to say my favorite part of this poem is the way you break the final lines? :-)


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