Little Zombie
Grotesque
Emaciated
Two feet tall
Hungering for
My blood
Discomfited
I kicked it
Out of the house
Into the garage
Now
It haunts my headlights
Every time
I pull into the stall
Disturbing
Always menacing
Time to imprison it
Within a box
And hope it remains
Forgotten
©2014 Jill Baker
Snapshots 
This little horror was a gift for my son. He loves that little zombie so much that we allowed him to keep it inside the house for months after Halloween was over. It was even part of our Christmas décor. But I could always feel it staring at me whenever I walked around downstairs and a shiver of fear would creep down my neck whenever I turned my back on it. I still needed to do laundry, however, so I relegated it to the garage for my own peace of mind. Now the house is brighter, the air is breathable again, and the negative energy is gone, at least from the house.
I know that little zombie! I have to admit that he was creeping me out even during his short stay in my car. hehe
He’s still in the garage – I’m holding out for as long as I can lol. Good to hear from you 🙂