Vampirific
No one tells
(I should stop here)
…of shadows in the alleyways
believe me…
(you should)
that the fangs come out
at night
(never during the day)
i have to say
(you should too)
that the movies are too trite
with blood
no guts
no gusto by the way
no great romance
of happenstance
well one or two
(perhaps)
dark shadows was classic
twilight, a scream
a handsome stranger
rings the bell
he’s a bit pale
charms you to
your bones
she is young and beautiful
sees her reflection
nothing more
she should wear a cross
or douse herself in garlic
(but maybe he likes garlic
with his meal)
her dad’s loading silver bullets
in his revolver (perhaps he’s
a taste for murder)
there’s a coffin sitting in the driveway
her dad smiles. he can put that to some use
or get his goose cooked
(you see,
he didn’t see the stranger
creeping up his way)
the vampire had no use for his superpowers
just knocked good old dad out
the gal’s already knocked up
with two holes in her jugular vein
(didn’t see it happen?)
perhaps you paid too much
attention to the dad
and now he has you in his sights
but you won’t have time
to turn and run
you can’t win this race
no one tells
a deadman’s tale
mind you, it’s all just…
speculation
8/19/2022
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