April 29, 2008

Z is for Zeta who has yet to die

Z is for Zeta who has yet to die
04/29/2008 - National Poetry Month post #34, last of The Unlucky Twenty-Six

If one thing angered Zeta, it was always being last.
In the phone book and in homeroom, he felt like an outcast.
So he walked around all Marrow Moor in a manner quite downcast,
and he glared at every other person as he was walking past.

But really he just wanted to be normal like the rest,
and when Teacher Molly thought that he was acting quite distressed
she asked him what the matter was and quickly he confessed
that his jolly, gleeful nature was unnaturally repressed.

So she told him he should spend a day in sunny Marrow Park
and he followed her advice, and he went there on a lark
and he had such gleeful fun that he stayed way after dark
until he was discovered by a teenage boy named Clark.

Clark had lived in Marrow Moor for forever and a day,
and he always seemed morose, and he never joined in play
and he kept off by himself, and he mostly stayed away
and he never dressed in anything but black or charcoal gray.

Clark walked right up to Zeta, and he stared, unblinking hard,
and his darkened, long, black trenchcoat made him look quite avant-garde
and his brooding, glum expression made his face look scarred and charred
as he led young Zeta down along the empty boulevard.

Zeta wanted to go home, but he could not resist
as Clark led him through the avenues gray-shrouded in a mist
to a dead-end, brick-walled alley where Clark grabbed him with a fist
and spun him round and bit his neck in an ironic twist.

And in that dreadful instant, Zeta knew what had been done
and from that cold moment forward he could never see the sun
and what Clark had done to him could never, ever be undone
though a smallish part inside of him thought, "Gee, it might be fun."

Through Zeta's veins his blood burned like a raging, wild fire,
and he stumbled through the alleys, and he thought he heard a choir,
so he looked above and saw the pointy part of a church spire
and he realized with a shock that he'd been made a real vampire.

And a hundred years then passed and then another hundred more,
and everyone that Zeta knew had died in Marrow Moor
but undying and unliving Zeta was forevermore,
the eternal curse of being last was such and awful bore.

One of my writing goals for 2008 is to write at least one light verse or poem every week in addition to my haiku wednesday and fiction friday posts. I will try to do this on Mondays.


JaneyV said...

When I read the title I thought he'd be left in a coma or something .. but a Vampire! that was really unexpected! You sure know how to go out with a big fanfare.

Pete I have thoroughly enjoyed all of The Unlucky 26 and I truly believe that you should send them out to a publisher. I promise I'd buy a copy.

Thank you so much for making NPM so enjoyable for us all here on the blogsphere! :D

Sarah Laurenson said...

OMG! You finished the 26! And I just noticed all the titles rhyme too. You are a glutton for punishment. I bow to you, oh poet lariat.

Chris Eldin said...

I have to come back and read the last few.
But congratulations!!!!
You are da' man!!!!

Anonymous said...

love the pun of this one.


Blogless Troll said...

Awesome twist! Not what I expected.

And I agree with JaneyV. You gotta illustrate these and get them published. Congrats on seeing this through to the end. I would've bailed after D. You should take a bow. Or a well earned vacation. Thanks for a month of kick ass hilarious poetry.

PJD said...

jane, yeah, I found the vampire angle unexpected, too. I was trying to think of "a fate worse than death," but I didn't want to get so grim that it became no fun. Thanks for your kind words, and believe me that I'll hold you to your promise of buying a copy! :-)

Sarah, thanks for the congrats. Without the Unlucky 26, I can't imagine I'd find enough things to write about to get a poem a day in April.

Chris, thanks. It was exhausting!

WW, thanks for your thoughts!

BT, I couldn't have finished without your daily encouragement. Seriously. I hope your comments have been honest because if you actually think they're amusing, then I have true reason to feel proud. Your posts are among the funniest things I read.

WriterKat said...

A nice twist! I love how you didn't kill the last - it works. & Great job in sticking to it. They were all so funny. You inspire my lazy brain to get going.