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At 10/5/13 02:05 PM, EKublai wrote: the language is basic, the rhyme is the painfully basic abababab, and it doesn't really share anything new about zombies that isn't readily available in our popular culture.

It might make a creepy poem to tell little children.

Bah, thanks for the criticism, i'll try to work harder. Though I wasn't aiming for a, per se "different" zombie poem, it was just a bit of practice.

It's really rough

Be it purgatory, then so it shall be
Heaven and Hell, to an equal degree
Close to earth but not so quite
So far from home, but too close to light
I've gotten my wish and my wish was to die
I see no angels, nor a man in a sky,
I see no demons, nor a serpent below
No afterlife to be seen, not a soul to be shown
The light grows brighter, but nothing to behold
I awaken from my slumber to the smell of mold
All is dark and I cannot seen,
Though still conscious, I seem to be
I realize I am alive, and not dead yet
I feel around me and notice I am wet
There are boards that block me
I hear a BANG, something has rocked me
I notice now I currently bathe in my sweat and blood,
Another BANG, and something has broken the wood
A man, tall stand with fearful eyes
Or so I could tell as they met mine
I reach out and try to word
Although it seems my speech is slurred
I try to grab him to plea for help
He assaults me and runs with a loud yelp
I try to scream, but dirt is in my lungs,
I try to speak, but dry is my tongue
My body is worn and I am tired
Food and blood is what is desired
I walk to find no food in sight
I then hear a boy, screaming in fright
I turn around, in decision to ask
Though a same reaction as the man in the past,
He ran and ran, until he could run no more
He stumbled and tripped, ripping the skin he wore
I saw blood, and I wanted so
Though it may be a child whom still must grow
I needed food, and food comes first
I must eat the boy, for my own worth
While he still reel from the unfortunate fall
His coming one would be his worst of all
He stood and looked back
I was surely on his track
He screamed once more
I attempted to roar
Though the dirt that i breathe would aid me no more
Then arose a plan
What I could not shall become what I can
I shall fare with his blood
To rid the dirt in my lungs
And devour his meat
Quite a nutritious treat
I grabbed the boy, and despite his yell
He could not escape me, I would send him to Hell
I clamped his mouth and bit into his neck
His tears were reassuring, as if almost to beck
Blood covered my vision, though I need not see
Instincts alone are all I need
I tore into his flesh and devoured fair vein
A taste like that could drive anyone insane
And so it did, I need more,
His screaming silenced, I bit and tore
His blood was sweet, and adorned me with heat
I could then tell he was much asleep
Poor little boy, he must have sorrow
When he discovers there's no school tomorrow
No time for goodbyes, it was the end for you,
As your heart stops beating, I bid you adieu
With the new blood inside me, i now breathe with ease
I try to scream once more, fair, but with a wheeze
I turn and look at my deed
I do so, and it occurs "This is what I need."
A victim a night
Would surely suffice
An abombination of death
With no room for life
I raise to my feet to feast another night
To my luck, I have a visitor
A bald man, wearing a hat and wielding a knife
Does he not know?
I cannot die!
I grip his hand and tear it with ease
he screams in pain, though his pain does please
Body, by body, I grow stronger
Though I wish the kill would be a bit longer
Like all, he tries to run
Like all, this sparks my fun
I catch him and sneer
His eyes fill with fear
I tear up his body and eat it whole
"What a glutton!" I think
"Aye' how old!"
Matter it not
Food is food
While you rest, doth forget

I'm coming soon

-Madness day. The Tricky mask and so. Morewise an actually mask of Tricky's face, but the slab is more to the direction than so. I'm relatively new to the boards/forums here, but not in Newgrounds, this being my first post, I've read over the rules, but I still have some lurking to do. I only wanted to share this with you, and I intent to post screenshots as soon as I get my phone back. So, I'll just go over a quick overview;
I started base with a relatively cheap (10$) clown mask from Walmart with similar hair and jaw, simple enough. I painted the skin, or most of it green and let it dry to, and painted red splatter where the bullethole would be (obviously will be covered in fake blood on the finished project to make it more vibrant).
Then comes in the slab; I folded a few sheets of aluminum to appear in its general image, albeit wrinkly (this is only to be used as a reference, for now until i can work with better materials), then of course, cut the eye holes and the 6 others and, just for now as previously said being a reference, duct taped it to the mask, appearing slightly above the jaw so only that the open bottom is shown, to make it seem more like a madness zombie. It's going to need more work, alot of it, but this is only a rough draft. Reiterating, I'll try to post pics when I get my phone back, given anyone cares.