Vampire Cat

Sweet cat

fangs bared


between the digital legs

of everyone,

as the barest minimum




with a ticking emptiness.

Each rejection falls

like a snow storm

on a blank page.

The coldest

are spawned

from the anxious interior.




A vampire

skin pale as layered ice

keening and mourning

wants no one

but everyone.

After each body is sucked dry,

Emotions, love, affection all taken

it is dropped in favor

of the next installation.


A coven forms

as the cats swirl

in a dumpster-worth’s crowd

of maligned felines.

All hating the water.

Those who take a plunge

bring out their rotten fishtales

and retreat

back to the shadows.

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