Horde

They said it would happen

The stacks of books would fall.

My horde of words and stories

are now over ten feet tall.

The stacks started tilting down,

bindings toppled, and then slid.

I couldn't avoid the striking weight

despite the crazy dance I did

I woke up with people standing

at my graveside showing grief.

Until I sat up in that casket

to thank them for the flower wreath.

Poem prompt Zombie Librarian with 70 word limit. 

© 2016 Tamera Dobbins