Can't Put the Pen Down

just as if I was in my write mind…

Bloodlust


She stalks me in the darkness,
hungry, scenting blood,
driven on by madness
for a salty scarlet drug.

‘Just a taste’ she whines
‘a little, love bite, kiss
Just a tiny drop,
one you’ll never miss.’

Asleep, I never feel
the vampyric villain feed,
never feel her drool
as the wound begins to bleed.

Sated now she rises
the selfish, whining bitch.
Tomorrow I’ll remember this
when I start itch.

#185

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  1. Cynthia on said:

    Tis Skeeter Season. Garlic and Deet, can’t be beat.

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