Dracula Part 4: Spilling Secrets
SPILLING SECRETS
the silver bullets...
a laugh from Harker’s friend
...Dracula’s raw steak
drains upon his plate...
handsome piece of meat...not pale
...centered fork wobbles
Harker drops his glass...
the smoking gun smiles
...ammunition spills
5/2/2018
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
