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The Gothic Moon

vampire bats are jumbo jets flying high with their six foot wingspan flapping through this heart of night stretching against the surface of the sky hiding the face of the sun yes, pitch black leather wings grabbing hold of space and time slicing through the thick of night slipping pass the House of Hades being guarded by gray ghosts griffins and gargoyles but somehow the Gothic moon stands her ground nor does she sleep a wink tonight letting go of fear and fright protecting the still of night knowing that the vampire bats possess infrared eyes to capture their prey

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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