Tuesday, 12 April 2016

Feeding Time (April 12, 2016)

Once more
I crawl
Into the crypt
To face Him.

I will be
Baring my arm
For Dracula.

My hands are
White knuckling
And my body is
"Fight or flight" mode.

An alcoholic towel
Is wiped
Over an area
Dracula will sink
His tooth

A sharp pain
His feeding
Upon my blood.

Only one tube
And not
The usual 3-4 tubes.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: Written on the subway, during the ride home, today.

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