Where vampires with the zephyrs play
Destructive winds their powers display -
There living dead their splurges roil
And lip the shore with wasted spoil -
Ere the kinetic needle takes a jolt
That frays its ends with misspent bolt -
So ends what Council kissed alive
The zombie junk on Cobham Drive.
Keith Johnson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/epitaph-for-the-zephyrometer/
