Night of the Living Dead

I wrote this poem in college and it was one of my few attempts at form poetry that I actually liked. Unfortunately, only one person seemed to ever notice that this wasn't a true villanelle, not only because of the slightly modified "repeated" lines, but because a villanelle requires an additional stanza that should appear before the final one in this poem. I eventually added this missing stanza but I was never able to make it really work...so I've decided to leave the poem in its original, incorrect format.

"Night of the Living Dead: a broken villanelle"