Vampire's Char Le Main
Caught Red Handed
Something bountiful beautiful, angry hungry stunned beating back a petulance of demons rangy elixir collapsing into the night, predatory quizzical snares air touches rapture phantom and lair seeds a flood of antimatter. Up on ceiling tenderness heightened reaching limits of time of reason. Get down. Get down get down from there. Animal in crackers set loose Holy Cruces! doubles back takes measurements all thermal attenuations interhemispheric displacements earthward sense datum. Corners disbelief throwing shadows embalms my thief as if everyday a hangmans love a centimeter from death fauna and trauma of a Vampire's breadth -- Patch over eye colors banking off swarm of tomorrows sweet and sly libidinous felonious forms glitter in freefall chafe at good bye.
It’s indeed a slippery sky at ill formed night tilting toward sunrise, flooding blood of phantoms and assorted monsters. Humans are odd creatures, envying God, envying the dead. Get down from there! So they create life knowing that they are also creating death. They want to be immortal, but aren’t so eager to become a happy meal for worms. Look for me under your boot soles. Very fun take on monsters, mud and blood, dehumanization, and utter darkness.