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