Her skin is white cloth,
and she's all sewn apart
and she has many colored pins
sticking out of her heart.


She has many different zombies
who are deeply in her trance.
She even has a zombie
who was originally from France.
But she knows she has a curse on her,
a curse she cannot win.
For if someone gets
too close to her,
the pins stick farther in.
Today I made a fond discovery of a book of poems called "the melancholy death of oyster boy & other stories" written and illustrated by Tim Burton. Wonderfully simple, yet so clever. Go to your local Borders and buy the book or check them out on his site.