August 24, 2002

if i were a vampire

to our fear of forever locked inside our lonely tombs with the lies we heard as children wrapped round our neck like sashes of truth. i rock in the valley of darkness, along the moist walls of all this deception, knowing i can not sit inside this emptiness forever. for i thirst for the taste of knowledge. wisdom that saturates the skin like peaches warmed in the hot sun light, sweet on the tongue, and drunk upon my lips.

if only i could scoop out my eyes to stop all that i see, ridding myself of all this pain. my temples press to my center trying hard to become one with another, adding still to the colors of pain alive in my eyes. i’m the last of the lonely locked away, no longer free to love on the earth as i have. it is the heat of ever day that beats upon my head long after the sun has fallen.

but i shall not stay locked in this room forever, it is not me to take what i have been give. i will write the fate of my path as though i were the god of this world. i have come to realize that nothing of this earth is mine, not even the life i suck from it. for they are animals existing on this earth like the plague, and death will feed upon them with a thirst that can not be quenched.

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