October brings
Cool mornings
Birthday celebrations
Ghosts wondering
If they should go
To parties of those
They used to know.
Vampires trying
To remember
What year they were born
And when they started
To learn about blood types
Or stopped sleeping in crypts
Or missing the old days
Of damp dank crypts
Shared with putrid death
Rotted silk dresses
And Rats
Halloween is tame
Compared to the
Memories of the past
Before costumes
When every single
Night was a horror show
And nobody slept
With both eyes closed.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
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