I wonder if there’s a government warehouse in which all the amateur footage of young adults being killed by zombies, ghosts, witches, werewolves, kaiju, Sasquatches and the like that’s been found over the years is being stored. Seems like it would be an insufferable collection to catalog.

Here are some poems.



Small moments of truth
Evils hidden in the soul
Laid bare by the lens


The producer frowns.
“The FCC will shit bricks.
Just air COPS instead.”


Reality TV
Rabid in its ghoulishness
Refuses to die