A notebook bulletin board
tacked on when randomly bored
applied thoughts in a scribblebook
open for the world to look who passes by
so fast to see like a needle in a haystack we
safely stash those innermost secrets thought to be
at least you see languishing up and into pristine
blossoms for you to pick and sniff and hope
they don't make you sick.

5/27/12

my interview with a vampire

me: I won't kill you if you don't attack me, deal?
vamp:__________________________________

me: Are you really dead?
vamp:__________________________________

me: Who did this to you?
vamp:__________________________________

me The mirror thing. True or False?
vamp:__________________________________

me: Do you regret becoming a vampire?
vamp:__________________________________

me: Could you subsist off coconut milk instead?
vamp:__________________________________

me: Then why don't you live in the tropics?
vamp:__________________________________

me: Oh I didn't realize that. Which tropical area
features the highest vampire population?
vamp:__________________________________

me: on a scale of 1-10, how does coconut milk
compare with fresh human blood?
vamp:__________________________________

me: Interesting . . .