{"id":97,"date":"2012-02-23T21:00:55","date_gmt":"2012-02-24T04:00:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fagelman.com\/?p=97"},"modified":"2012-02-23T21:00:55","modified_gmt":"2012-02-24T04:00:55","slug":"zombie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.fagelman.com\/?p=97","title":{"rendered":"Zombie"},"content":{"rendered":"

Walking into that haunted house<\/span><\/p>\n

Horror shop thrill ride moment<\/span><\/p>\n

The time slowing and flowing like cooling lava<\/span><\/p>\n

Flash photos in the minds eye as I move with uncanny speed yet<\/span><\/p>\n

Slow so slow<\/span><\/p>\n

Looking for the partner I know is inside <\/span><\/p>\n

As I move through a garage crowded with life’s detritus and the family car<\/span><\/p>\n

I hear the moan<\/span><\/p>\n

Zombie on my left<\/span><\/p>\n

Dawn of the Dead in my peripheral<\/span><\/p>\n

My mouth o-ing out and my eyes wider, wider<\/span><\/p>\n

He is covered in blood<\/span><\/p>\n

It is on every inch of him that I can see<\/span><\/p>\n

Like some bad grindhouse movie effects it is splattered on the wall behind him<\/span><\/p>\n

Down the front of his holed up shirt<\/span><\/p>\n

On his head and on his shoes<\/span><\/p>\n

His face though is the most cosmic parody of all<\/span><\/p>\n

Eyes stabbed out<\/span><\/p>\n

Teeth knocked out<\/span><\/p>\n

Bulges where none should be <\/span><\/p>\n

Flat where some should bulge<\/span><\/p>\n

He speaks then<\/span><\/p>\n

Just loud enough for me to hear over the pounding of my heart<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHe stabbed me in the eye\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHe stabbed me in the body\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHe stabbed me and stabbed me and stabbed me and he wouldn’t let me get up\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIf I stood he promised to murder me completely by stabbing me in my heart\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

This hissing calm voice coming from this folded up discarded pile of humanity <\/span><\/p>\n

Arrowed directly into the bottom rocker of my spine<\/span><\/p>\n

So calm and relaxed as if we chatted over hot tea and biscuits<\/span><\/p>\n

I learned his name and that he was 73 years old and that he was married and that his wife was<\/span><\/p>\n

STABBED TOO <\/span><\/p>\n

Time speeding back up, I discovered the name of his attacker, a future son-in-law who they shared their house with and\u00a0 moving in a blur again I plunged into the house<\/span><\/p>\n

Freak out freak show freakatronic shit storm<\/span><\/p>\n

She lay on the carpet near the door<\/span><\/p>\n

Stabbed in the neck<\/span><\/p>\n

Lake of blood that she had crawled from in the kitchen rivering into the space she occupied<\/span><\/p>\n

Neck compressed by her blood soaked house dress she talked to me too in the same detached way as Hubby, noting that she was scared but revealing what had occurred and sounding apologetic about the mess on the carpet and doors and hallway and everywhere she was 73 too and dying so I did what I could and screamed at the medics to hurry the fuck up and they were saved and the man who did it was captured and all was so Brothers Grimm in the end I kept seeing the moving jaw of the old man whose eye was torn from his head by the hand of evil and I had to see the weapon a long unfixed bayonet K-bar knife with grooved blade and wooden handle about 12 inches long covered in even more blood and once again I stand in some strange place and another piece of me is chipped out and thrown into the void and I can only be vindicated in that when I get home I will love my family with my heart and shelter them with my peace, and take care of them and never ever hurt them.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a9<\/span>2011 Harry Fagel all rights reserved<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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