My last thought when the vampire bit my jugular vein
And I began to pass out and thought I was going to die.
I came to about an hour later.
I couldn’t believe I was still alive.
But I knew I had been cursed with the vampire virus,
And I hungered for human blood.
Yet somehow I didn’t have it in me to kill another human
Or turn one into a vampire like me.
So I learned to draw my own blood and sate myself on it.
Remembering fictional vampire lore, I decided to look in a mirror
To see if I was there. I wasn’t. Not even a shadow. Not even a trace.
Desperate to try to end the curse, I grabbed the large wooden cross on my wall
And pressed it firmly against my chest and prayed to God
To deliver me from the curse. It didn’t work.
My girlfriend knocked at my door. When I opened it she looked shocked,
Said I looked sick and had a pale, ghoulish complexion.
As I stood there eyeing her jugular vein I became irresistibly driven by a desire
To feed on her rich young blood.
I dastardly mesmerized her rendering her unable to resist my vampiric intentions,
Bit her in the jugular vein and sucked blood out of her.
Curiously, I had no qualms about what I did to her. My conscience had been obliterated.
When my girlfriend came to and displayed her fangs, we went into the night in search of prey.
Bob Boyd
