Killing projection of dead highways
splayed out on a self-possessed film:
invulnerable cannibal corpse dripped
bones and walked upon the adjacent
path—where the living delayed
a disarray of disillusions—
but a lurid shriek shrilled
through the confused zombie,
waking it to death.
When she toured the slaying of an
imminent exorcism, she knew
it was another sequel
on display in her torpid mind.
