He falls to his knees,
Weak,
Bleeding.
-Nemesis-
...
Cool air blows gently.
-He feels nothing,
Sees nothing,
Hears nothing.
...
He has survived.
-Nemesis-
The dead hunter has fled.
He knows well what he has escaped.
...
I never lied, when I told you that you completed me.
That, I think, is why I hurt so badly now.
I hurt because a part of me is missing.
Before I knew you,
...
I thought I was talented,
Writing about vampires as much as I did.
In fact, I thought I could write poetry
About anything at all.
...
The man lies in his armchair,
Ignorant.
Asleep, two dozen beer cans
Scattered about him
...
The sun disappears beyond the horizon.
-I awake, the hunger alone in my mind-
My senses, without feeling, animalistic,
Alert me of fresh prey nearby.
...
I cannot walk through my life
Without seeing them- guys and girls,
Silently calling, crying out
To be noticed. They think they are normal;
...
A stirring.
-Midnight-
The poppies cling to life
On two fresh graves.
...