Malicious Gossip

by Joseph Farley

The dead keep whispering
Lies about the living,
All this senseless gossip
That we do not exist.

Well, there is strength in numbers.
Today there are more bodies warm around
Than ever died and rotted.

So pay attention, zombie clowns:
The living demand their rights,
Including a big car and cable TV.
Save your haunting groans
For filmmakers or the cemetery,
And don’t go chattering your teeth
Unless we get out the Ouija board
To ask you a question.