Love Polemic


I am a vampire
No more teeth
No more blood
All sugar
Whipped caned, sweet cream
Back beyond 
Pointed in the night
I am
A vampire
Exsanguinating the moment
Draining the block
Blunt the prey
Force them
To drink me too. 

I am a witch
Full of hay
Backward spell
Curse rebound
Reveal the contours of such
Powerful
Self-dehiscence, 
Whet gravity so I may return
To salted ground sprinkle
Soft earth in the lacuna and crest
Crest again
In magic. 

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And it’s critical. It’s at a breaking point. Wan smiles rupture and bleed into the sappiest of grins. Genuine, I believe they call it. It is terrifying. But there is so much more where that came from. Whiplashed girl child in the dark, The Velvet Underground were right about that. A personal Black Angel Death Song. On repeat. Forever. Please tell me you know what I’m talking about. I don’t know if I have all the maudlin in me to get any more direct.

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It’s here now
Without rhyme or whisper
Sans-tedium because it has been 
Made easy
It’s here now.



By Maya Kotomori
@utilitiesnotincluded