as they linger over your brain,
taking forever to finish their task,
then shake your limp hand in the end.
who push their mindless sales pitch
upon you, crowding your front door, and
trashing your living room carpet if
given the chance.
who act blankly determined to
save your soul, to convert you to their
fuzzy belief systems and twisted visions
Radio talk show zombies—
who babble on throughout the night
to their half-conscious listeners, the latter
willfully offering up their gray matter
to irrational half truths.
who march around in expensive,
but tattered business suits, flailing their
MBA's in one's face, determined to drag
one down to their bottom line.
Finally, zombie relatives—
those you haven't seen for years,
those who repeatedly sponge off you,
and those who literally interpret the proverb,
blood is thicker than water, intent on
draining you of every last drop.