The Deadening

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Juice dranked up, like blood from the neck;

and slurped on, as if juice-

and feets like cowboys, ten gallon hats, and-

big brown o’l boots-

for vampires, like a mother of harvest, reaching out to hug;

then feasts upon, their very shoulders;

and drinks up every blood-

juice dranked up, like blood from the neck; and-

juice slurped up, and-

you are dead.

Copyrightcopyright March 25, 2014

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