the vampire
sucks
the blood from my neck.
swallows
the life of me.
all
of the liquid
red.
the warm
elixir of who I am.
I go pale
with fatigue.
I climb the walls
at night,
hang from my feet,
weak
in the bones,
the knees.
i'm a puddle on
the floor, avoiding
sunlight
praising the darkness
of dirt. i'm
half in half out
of this life.
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