I wouldn't talk to them.
Zombie walk—
and even weirder
speech.
We call them
poppers.
Poppers?
Well,
I have no clue.
Poppers come and go—
and usually
don't live long.
For poppers choose—
or don't choose—
the hardest life
of us all.
What does it take
to be a popper?
Guess it takes
a lot of yourself,
takes a lot
of the people
around you.
And I heard
it costs a lot
to be one.
Just pop
that pill bottle,
I heard.
Come, child—
no need
to get sucked in
by the poppers.
They may be
the strongest of us,
but they sure
aren't the wealthiest.
Sure not
the smartest,
or resilient.
But in their case,
let me just say—
they sacrifice
everything
for their position.
They are
the most persistent,
which accounts
for something.
But next time
you think of that,
just look down
any alley
at the poppers,
and imagine
yourself as one—
zombie walk
and talk.
That's being
a popper.