The Fresh Kill

The Fresh Kill

A Poem by Frank F. Atanacio
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From The Bless The Vampires Collection

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The Fresh Kill

 

 

The blood splashed against the vampire's face,

blinding him only seconds before his teeth

could enter the wound,

drinking,

feeling the joy of a kill running through his veins,

the harsh,

stinging teeth,

caught his victim by surprise.

 

Its flowing,

salty flavor,

filling his mouth and nostrils,

like luke-warm gargling water used to clear

the throat.

 

Damn!

He cursed silently,

as the drink is no more,

one victim down,

and there should be more to score.

 

 

© 2008 Frank F. Atanacio


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Added on December 13, 2008

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Frank F. Atanacio
Frank F. Atanacio

Shelton, CT



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