Stasis

Vampire

I hoped that you would move away, be shipped off
To a war that would be useless to fight for.

I hoped you would fall away,
An ice burg, drifting along the arctic sea
Until it melted somewhere far away.

Maybe I should have killed you, it would have solved the problem right away.
My paper skin, speckled with a minor font,

Black and brown letters. Times new Roman moles.
I would be speckled in something else, crimson,
Dripping fangs,

I would have bit your fat, ugly heart out of your chest, chewed it up
And spit it out, regardless if I knew it was you.