Dead

Poem I wrote a few years back. (now edited with more lines,possibly more to come)

Non-living, non-breathing, non-knowing and
Dead
Not dying, not suffocating, not ignorant and
Dead
A ghost of a shadow and the shadow of the
Dead
Here I am walking and yet I am . . .
Dead.

Walking in a daze amid the lonely city
Walking and dead and roaming and dead
Crumb-e-ling and tumb-e-ling
walls around my head.
Walking in a daze and walking like the dead.

Adrift and asleep and still I stand
Dead
Alive and with vigour and yet I'm still
Dead
A shadow of a man and a man of the
Dead
Here I am roaming and yet I am
Dead.