Zombie Logic Review Photo Correspondant David J. Thompson

I like to think of David J. Thompson as the Zombie Logic Review roving reporter and photojournalist. Wherever he is in the world we get a report. 

Kittens

My sister keeps

a full cardboard box

of Persian kittens

on her kitchen table.

Eating dessert is out

of the question.

Debutants by David J. Thompson

Just As We Fire

In all my dreams

I go target shooting

deep in the woods

with Montgomery Clift.

It’s very quiet in the forest,

and we always end up kissing

as we load our weapons.

Just as we fire, I wake up

feeling wet and sticky,

with a melting pistol

in my hand, the smell

of gunpowder in the air.

Georges by David J. Thompson

Where This Comes From

My new girlfriend believes

a virgin queen and her army

of white rabbits rule the moon.

I don’t know where

this comes from. I think

she was raised Baptist.

Steve by David J. Thompson

After The Storms

Mornings mean Bloody Marys

and buckwheat porridge,

while afternoons are full

of dire tornado warnings.

My neighbor raises table rabbits,

so after the storms, tonight

I’ll go over the fence to set them free,

maybe grab a few plump ones

for delicious breakfast sausage.

Wrinkles by David J. Thompson

Mornings Come So Early

Each night before bed

I drink a cup of warm milk,

swallow a few sips

of cheap cherry brandy,

and eat a handful of Xanax.

Mornings come so early,

these days.