heading out the door

going to take nicholas to the dentist this morn / so doing a little of nothing in the meantime / hayes in sf tells me that he's got tix to see george a. romero's newest zombie flick / and afterward a q&a with the great man / i am looking for a poem that i modelled after keat's 'on first looking into chapman's homer' / using romero's film 'night of the living dead' / but can't find it to email to hayes to read to the filmmaker / just was well / i'm sure the old man would simply scratch his head / and say WHEN THER'S NO MORE ROOM IN HELL THE DEAD SHALL WALK THE EARTH