Vampire Sonnets Xvii Rewired Fate

I took a look and then sank in my teeth to taste the blood that was lying beneath; Consumed by the fever of a vampire instinct is impossible to rewire; Instantly I felt the hunger quiet, no longer did I feel taken by it; Dripping from my lips the taste of copper serene carnage had replaced the stupor; Feeling the clearing of a dark dense fog no need for any kind of dialog; Despite his battle with mortality? The Blood Mafia did not hold the key; No matter with what I had to contend, to this fate Jordan would not be condemned.