Blood Junkie
Blood junkie come and check me out.
Nice warm neck, soft fleshy shoulder.
Why don’t you be a little bolder?
Fly right in for a little snack.
I’ve got a crucifix, stay back!
Blood junkie curb that appetite.
Hands off until that trembling wanes.
Hold back, just kiss my pretty veins.
Let’s see how nice a fiend can play.
May be I’ll throw the cross away!
Jab a smile on those sharp sharp teeth.
Be good, there’s garlic up my sleeves.
Just lick the salt inside my ears.
Just graze me with my deepest fears.
You have to touch me very slow
if you want to make my blood flow!
Hold me monster with your dark dark eyes.
You don’t need a sugar sweet disguise.
Strange lover all my garlic’s gone.
Now you know something you can count on.
You don’t need terror to enthrall
and you don’t need to drink it all!
Published in 2AM Magazine and in my chapbook, "A Mark That Never Fades" (Crawlspace Press)
