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Dinosaur Shoes (Down Home Blues)

Tags: vampire, lust, raw
I do not go stealth
into night.
I'm invited by
sensual people.

Seeking,
that which I offer.
Immortality.
Raw sex in the coven,
and down-home blues.

Adagio Sabadicus Esq.
Vampire extraordinaire.
Lord of Ivy castles,
and erotic tapestries,
of the mind and soul. 

Connoisseur of lust...
lusting for pleasure.
Honing my teeth.

I'm decrepit.
Ancient.
Passé. 
Wearing dinosaurs shoes, 
some say. 

Slandered.
Laughed at.
Just mince meat
for old wives-tales.
Extinct.
I have to laugh.

Do you know where 
your maiden is tonight,
in her lace gown? 

Beseeching my manhood
as the clock tolls twelve.
Sighing.
Raw sex in the coven,
and down-home blues.

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