True blood



Spent my nearest night
dreaming about vampires
As "Lestat" in different forms

sometimes me,
sometimes my counterpart

as I drank blood with joy

Woke up confused, but strong
strengthened,

then I remembered
I drank red wine
all through
the night before
and my red teeth bore the fright
and wrath

of
alcoholism



Poetry by Ivan R
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Written on 2014-09-09 at 02:35

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A riveting poem, with an ending that clutches at the heart with its raw realization. Very strong and a very good write.
2014-09-09