Vampire Integration
she’s the anorexic vampire
just can’t stand the sight of gore
and she’d rather starve to oblivion
than bite necks any more
she’s resigned to a long hunger
she won’t be holding her breath
for when you are a near immortal
it takes eons to starve to death
she has an ethereal beauty
almost transparent in her look
she’d grace a glossy cover of
any monthly ladies book
she could wear the latest fashions
become a cat walk queen
an ultra slim clothes horse
thin as you’ve ever seen
her story has a happy ending
for after lots of confusion
she topped the waiting list
for a monthly blood transfusion
and she graces tv chat shows
in the wee small hours of the night
just so long as she’s back in coffin
before first morning light
she’s the anorexic vampire
though only we know
in line for discussions
for her own tv show
but she’s not really bothered
doesn’t honestly give a heck
just so long as never ever
need bite another neck
Copyright © Terry Ireland | Year Posted 2022
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