Author Archives: M.

About M.

Roman. Vampire.

Tin Cans

I strike— thick. Tin cans in a lightning bolt A distant cadence but a little better Little bit bloodied Definitely wetter A ten-thousand watt grin I plant my feet and call out the passes You bring the wine I’ve got … Continue reading

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Within the Vampire.

In the breaking of the dawn I will have died My cold arms still wrapped around you My heart beat slows to flow of the tide My energies soft and subdued Lay your burdens on me And the world will … Continue reading

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