Old blood. Clotted ooze.
Crinkle nose. Nervous titter.
Sore. Not lanced. But surely forming.
Evidence. The colour flame.
An eventuality not a game.
Inescapable irritated irritation.
What the hell is on Netflix?
I’m wondering why vampires invite dreams outside myself. Of something else. I suppose it’s the element of Necromancy.
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