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The Vampire stood at a viewpoint
gazing at the stars,
they were utterly still–cold,
harsh light without earth’s atmosphere
to make it twinkle,
nuclear explosion nearly destroyed the earth
several years ago,
and now the images are left unperturbed,
never to feed,
no one to bleed,
now traveling seemingly through space,
remembering he doesn’t die,
only to endure,
the Vampire’s cry.
© 2012 Frank Atanacio
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A gleam of satisfaction radiated from the Vampire’s eyes, but only for a moment, then came the thunderous cries,
while the casket stood in the center, dominate of course, exerting a certain centripetal force.
The gatherers just stood around and watched the young woman suffering as their brains were being pickled by stupidity.