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| Thirteen Ways of Looking at a ... I Among the gruesome walls of four, The only moving thing Was a shadow in the darkness. II I was of three minds, Like a fear Mystical, physical and sexual. III The hunger crept. It was a small part of the universe. IV A man and a woman Are one. A man and a woman and the hunger Are one. V I do not know which to choose, The beauty of a man Or the strength of the hunger, The struggle of the victim Or just after. VI Sensing the pulse in the vein With a seductive gaze. The excitement of the chase Satisfying the thirst. Limp in the arms Willing, succembing, desiring The firey kiss of death. VII O thin men of pray, Why do you imagine you're superior? Do you not see how we walk among you We stalk your every move Your ignorance excites us. VIII I know the thirst, And lust, blood and death; But I know, too, Aggressive passion and pleasure Part of who I am. IX The shadow of the hunter Stood erect watching. Pearl white teeth showed. X At the sight of shadows Standing in the silver moonlight, Even the bravest of men Would cry out sharply. XI Through a deserted street He walked alone. Once, a fear pierced him, But as he looked Into the deep penetrating eyes He felt serene. XII The blood is flowing. The hunger must be satisfied. XIII It was a dark night. It was windy. And it was going to rain. The vampire stood In between the darkness and the moonlight. By my lovely twin sister, CYD LOVE YA SIS! |
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