Paul Bell

The Living Dead

She gets high on suicide

Cos that’s the aphrodisiac 

Running through her veins

At some point soon

She’ll hear that tune

Pushing her nearer

To her doom

The note is already in her head

Recited from the living dead

Goodbye world

It’s time to go

I know you know

But don’t feel sorry for little me

Cos this is the day I finally see

Maybe next time you never know

But for now it’s time to go

Finally, falling fast asleep

Exactly like they said

The note now lying beside her head

The final extract it simply read

Recited from the living dead.