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the Vampire

I walked by an old man today
he was only a year or so
older than I
But
he wore his years hard
the thick scars
dug tough into his 
arms
the skin was peeled back from his face
exposing the gore mortling
behind his
big head
his eyes hidden with
impervious
shades
a bottle of vodka stuck loose to his fingers, his fingers
ticking the grime of the
street
and his dirty, German grin
stretched like a gibbet
while the stench flagged off his
stack

He wanted me to stop and linger a spell.  keep him company
an I obliged him
seeing as how we were such good friends
and he spoke of things
crazy an mean
and they made no sense
to me

He talked of how the days had all burned up
leaving him caught 
in his 
rut
he rambled about the twist of
other's faults
a captious run of
spit
pooling on his thinning
siccative
lips

He coughed an hawked a rusty oil
buzzing buttons an telling lie after lie after
lie
after lie

His sharp teeth gnashing an grinding on his
lies

and I sat there and listened
in my own place
and bid my time
ill spent
thinking how tight we 
once were
how tiring it was to watch him go
bloodless and pale 
white
watching him smoke under the palm of the
sun
'til he finally turned and
ran
away

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