To Walk Again

Originally posted on May 2, 2011 at 12:24 PM

To Walk Again

I remember when I died.
It wasn’t romantic, horrific,
or even interesting:
it was the flu, untreated,
left to fester and spread
to my already weak lungs.

I remember when I was born
for the second time.
Like a creature from King,
I crawled, gnarled, and gnashed
my way from the earth’s
cold, mildewy embrace.

I remember when I lived
as the walking dead.
An unmerciful hunger
tore at my gut and forced me
to seek the satiation of warm,
purifying, human flesh.

Oh, I remember when I lived.

© Annie Neugebauer Tilton. All rights reserved.

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