Dude the Vampire by Lawrence Spiro
I am, and do admit that I am of the undead
And I see you lying about and wish to be instead
You think it’s fun and really swell
To be a cool vampire, so what the hell.
You must be young but over twenty-one
I don’t want legal issues. nope, none.
Too much white blood cells give me gas
so 24 hours before don’t eat trash.
If I won’t suck your blood, It’s not you it’s me
I’m sure you’re great company.
But I’m fussy and won’t eat you any-way
“Hey what’s wrong with me?” You say.
You will be special to me as a meal
if you eat blood food with flavor and appeal.
So you know, I don’t like garlic, smelly breath
but you having steak and potatoes thrills me to death.
Please No pastrami and cheese particles to spit out
Let alone chopped liver, onions and sauerkraut.
Your day transitions toward a restive night.
I exist beyond the gates of order and light,
Distress more imminent, loneliness more real
prostrate before me but there is nothing to steal.
I have the power to loosen the fiend and bind the captive.
You have the power to reject and render me subtractive.
My name is aliraL
My existence is Denial
I have nothing going, nothing to think about, nothing to cry for
nothing planned, can’t do but nothing, hiss and scream more.
I am forever lovelessness
You are being and I am nothingness