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They hover, bat-like cloaks outstretched;
Sharpened fangs trained upon
Victim’s vibrating jugular;
Crouching in a sniper’s nest of need
Pale and cadaverous souls
Coffined during the bright hours
Squinting and fading in daylight;
They await the darkness within
To strike from mind’s distance,
To deplete another’s vitality,
To drain redness from cheeks,
Hope and confidence from lives,
Energy from all they encounter.
No precious fluid can sustain;
No sucking can fulfill;
They are empty vessels,
Multiple holes causing leaks.
Avoid! Defend! Eschew!
Cram crevices with garlic paste!
Sharpen stake! Anoint with oils!
Barricade the door! Lock the windows!
Renew this year’s subscription to
Beware! Flee! Hide!
Wrestle them casketward
And raze with fire!