Morning Zombies

The other morning, dark as night

I dragged my body from the bed

And cringing from the faintest light

I told myself I wasn’t dead

And so, with thoughts as thick as clay

I shuffled forth to start the day

But soon I noticed something grim

I realized I was not alone

For from the rooms and hallways dim

A muffled thump, a quiet moan

And then I knew, just from that sound

That morning zombies were around

And then I saw one standing there

In the bathroom in the hall

With bloodshot eyes and wild hair

And faintly I can just recall

How she appeared when flushed with life

Alas! This creature was my wife!

But then another sound I hear

From the bedroom next to me

Too tired to feel any fear

I peer into the gloom and see

Two mummies wrapped in shrouds, it seems

I flip the light on, hear the screams

“Turn that off!” one daughter calls

“Give me just five minutes more!”

Out of her bed the other falls

Still wrapped in sheets, she hits the floor

She moans and staggers round the room

A pharaoh in her cluttered tomb

But I don’t harbor any fears

It’s hard when eyes are filled with goo

And through the cotton ‘tween my ears

A single thought comes pushing through

Of all the monsters that there are

I am the biggest one by far