Tuesday, August 14, 2007

~Untitled 5 by Clarke O'Gara~



Lots and lots of washing is the only way to get the blood off. Zombie blood stains just as much as human blood and it has that the same metallic smell that you can only smell when you’re around it in large quantities. It is just as fresh.

What you’ve seen in the movies is claptrap. Zombies are not rotting, living dead who stumble around making yawning noises, they’re much more subtle and they look human like you or me. The phrase, ‘the lights are on but nobody is home’ couldn’t be more apt.

On the same note they’re not dangerous either; they tend to be benign… mostly. And it is a good job; I live in a town of zombies.

You wouldn’t know it though. Tell them a joke and they laugh, play them soothing music and they smile. They respond to stimuli exactly the same as if they were human, on the outside they’re human, yet inside they have no brain. You never get used to the screams though. It took four blows to the head last night before the zombie on my bathroom floor stopped screaming. They sound so human.

But this one had to die, he wasn’t benign he was getting hungry for my brain. Trying to send me to the hospital but I’m not stupid I know that’s where they get your brain.

"You’re autistic.” He said, “A lack of empathy with other human beings. This is why you think everyone is a zombie. You need to go to the hospital so we can do a brain scan.

"Autistic? Brain Scan? I’m not stupid, this zombie had to go.

But they do sound so human when they scream.

***Management Note: Definitely not where we would have gone with this, but intriging nonetheless. Thanks Clarke!***

2 comments:

FranIAm said...

What possessed me to drink so much last night? I will never know... I always start out the same way, thinking I will go slow and be moderate.

However in my life, slow and moderate seem to be as elusive as the stable and secure.

My aim is to just be me. Why is that so hard? I want to feel comfortable in my own skin, I really do.

But instead I feel like I am wearing someone else's suit. It is uncomfortable and fits so poorly, like last year's shoe on a growing child.

One drink stops the buzzing inside, the part of me that feels the tightness of the shoe. The second brings with it a boldness that suggests a change in size. The foot didn't get smaller, but the shoe got bigger. Suddenly I can walk!

Then its that third one that changes my gait from steady and strong, to a bit wobbly and weaker.

The forth drink delivers hazy edges and conversations with too many words. Too many words of the wrong sort. And almost always to the wrong person.

Whose bathroom is this?

Clarke O'Gara said...

Lots and lots of washing is the only way to get the blood off. Zombie blood stains just as much as human blood and it has that the same metallic smell that you can only smell when you’re around it in large quantities. It is just as fresh.

What you’ve seen in the movies is claptrap. Zombies are not rotting, living dead who stumble around making yawning noises, they’re much more subtle and they look human like you or me. The phrase, ‘the lights are on but nobody is home’ couldn’t be more apt.

On the same note they’re not dangerous either; they tend to be benign… mostly. And it is a good job; I live in a town of zombies.

You wouldn’t know it though. Tell them a joke and they laugh, play them soothing music and they smile. They respond to stimuli exactly the same as if they were human, on the outside they’re human, yet inside they have no brain. You never get used to the screams though. It took four blows to the head last night before the zombie on my bathroom floor stopped screaming. They sound so human.

But this one had to die, he wasn’t benign he was getting hungry for my brain. Trying to send me to the hospital but I’m not stupid I know that’s where they get your brain.

”You’re autistic.” He said, “A lack of empathy with other human beings. This is why you think everyone is a zombie. You need to go to the hospital so we can do a brain scan.”

Autistic? Brain Scan? I’m not stupid, this zombie had to go.

But they do sound so human when they scream.