Sunday, July 10, 2011

Graham Foust

POEM CALLED NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD AND ZOMBIES


or Dawn of the Dead and Zombies—I don’t care.
“Department of Redundancy Department,”

I say in my most cheerful bitter phone voice,
though I’m not at work and my Blackberry’s off.

I lie—and it lays—on the couch, both of us
oddly perfect, like a pinball and a cloud.

I find I’m to bed on the late side these days
(television test patterns having vanished)

but I could always get there earlier
were there reason enough—say, one—to do so.

You say “tomato”; I say “Don’t tase me, bro!”
Have I got an obituary for me:

b. 1970; d. 19-something;
lives in California with his family.



Graham Foust lives in Oakland and works at Saint Mary's College of California. His most recent book is A Mouth in California (Flood Editions, 2009).