sunflowers in a cornfield. 
 yellow-headed, flat-faced sunnies don't seem frightened by corn-stalk zombies.

a whole army of corn soldiers stand haunted and still behind naive and smiling prey.

an african boy in royal violet track-pants with a canary-yellow racing stripe looks up at a sunflower with big petal ears staring stupidly at stretched ribbon arms sprouting from the stiff skeleton of an advancing corn tree. 

the hands of the corn husk lurch forward, frozen but sailing.

it is about to strangle the head of the dumb-happy wildflower. 

 such a big yellow head would pop right off,

and thud onto the mud ground, at the feet of the boys athletic pants;
 his yellow racing strip bleeding for the murdered sunny.


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