Walking with the dead

The internet was cool on our computers at home but when we began to carry it with us, it became a flesh eating virus. We are zombies mindlessly roaming—drifting about in a haze. Not paying attention to our friends, or family, or selves. We have become unfocused to the point of total dysfunction.

(laughter about the daylight. despite it my airy weary head is heavy

with dis—dys—something. i'm not quite altogether sure)

As zombies our only interactions with other humans is to prey upon their bodies. We pick mindless disputes—arguments through comment wars we won't win. Winning is never the destination. We pick these fights because the only way we remember to survive is by blindly ravaging upon the beating and breathing flesh of what we once were.