A zombie-themed short story told through haiku:

The dead are rising!
Lock your doors! Board up windows!
Wait for the Army…

Ten days without help.
Open a window to search:
Shouldn’t have done that…

The house is under seige
To the basement, or the roof?
This place reeks of death.

Stoke a hot fire
Now quick! Up to the rooftop!
And hope someone sees.

Okay…. that was weird…

A note: I’m feeling that this is not the usual content that is posted to, but if you’re interested in crazy writing experiments like this, let me know. I can never schedule when things like this crop up in my mind, but I’m more than willing to share!