You are not prey
For I do not kill
Or take without giving
I don’t steal your dreams
Or make you scream
In your bed alone
I take only what I need
And in return
You are in blissful wonder
Don’t fear the ones
With a shadow for a soul
And a vision of night
“What are you writing?” That was said in a sarcastic tone right from the mouth of the Ghost who materialized over my shoulder like a puff of stale cigarette smoke. That was the last thing I needed.
I glared at him. “Go away. It isn’t for your eyes.”
He gave me a disgusted look. “It isn’t for any eyes.”
“I was just playing around with the words.”
“You’re such a Vampire. Always trying to make your vile nasty things look so innocent. Why don’t you just say that you creep around at night and scare the shit out of people.”
“That is your job Mr. Ghost.”
“Oh right. But you’re pretty creepy.”
I stood up and faced him. “Really? You think I’m creepy?”
He gave me one of those creepy smiles and raised an eyebrow. “I do.”
“That comes from a disembodied dead person who lurks around and stalks people,” I told him.
“I don’t lurk. And you’re not a people. You’re a Vampire. You’re dead too.”
“ Excuse me Nigel, I am not dead.”
“A twisted technicality. And what about your husband? He wasn’t born into your sick and twisted Vampire world. He was held down by a gang of Vampires while their Vampire slut sucked out all of his blood as well as his very life. Then they filled him with their poisoned blood and breath and gave him a shadow for a soul. He had a funeral. His girlfriend cried over his dead cold body. He now, like you, has to drink blood to survive.”
“At least my husband has a body.”
Nigel smiled again. “A body most guys would envy, but he is still a cold dead Vampire.”
“Are you done here?”
“Sure.” The ghost all but rolled his eyes. “You know when you’re angry your fangs come out.”
“Enough.” I snapped out at him.
Then he had the audacity to put his head back and laugh. “Admit it Vampire. I’m your muse.”
“Go away.”
“Goodnight Juliette.” He faded away but I could still hear him laughing in the distance.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman




Love the poem too!
Thank you. I’ll make sure the ghost sees your comment.
I love the poem!!
Thank you. I WILL be letting the ghost know that too!