Blah blah blah blah

More new blood.
More new questions.
More new responsibilities.
Same amount of time.
The funny thing is
It never takes as long as they say it should.
I can fill in more details
As I wish.
I only share this responsibility with my immediate superior.

Too often these days,
I feel my consciousness bubble to the surface.
I have thoughts beyond
What is at hand...
Beyond the walls,
Into the world that I am destined to rule.
I will be free.
I will be alive.
Wholly alive,
Not Undead.

I focus my reviving brain
On the task now at hand:
I must teach the new Zombies
How best to assimilate
Into our monstrous band.
I hope one day that life
Will come into them too.
I look at the logos and think to the Company:
"Perhaps we will all be rid of you."