Thursday, April 12, 2012

Poetry: Donors Wanted

Vampires don’t bite;
They syphon with tubes
and needles,

And the blood is
warm as it flows
across your arm through
the surrogate

The magnets claim
needs blood every
three seconds;

And you count
the seconds
(one two three)
As your life is

A fine cabernet
for the undead.

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