vampire, AThis particular vampire was observed upon a spe...

vampire, AThis particular vampire was observed upon a spearof summer grass, and again in a local taquería. Avolume of something stupid sweats in the sweat of hisfingers, reading “a novel” on its cover. If you breathegarlic breath at this vampire’s pores, nothing happens. Heis large, he contains multitudes. Buy him a Silver Bullet,and he’ll gag. Remember: this man said “vampire,” not“werewolf,” and that only frat boys like Coors Light. Thisis the truth that dangles from every crucifix. This mansays that Jesus is quite beautiful. He sweats holy water;his body sings the electric. The bar splinter, driven intohis chest by leaning for the Jameson, does nothing. He isall: bodies, souls, air, earth, exclamations, promulgations,the dead, the living, the handmaid carrying her wares,the workman hefting his, the poet with his poems, thepoems with their poems, the poems’ poems within theirown little universes contain all and everything of this, thevampire sings. He says, “If I bite you, will you becomeme?” You should at this point be thinking, “Hopefully.”