Showing posts with label vampires. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vampires. Show all posts
Saturday, August 21, 2021
082121
Blood Wedding
you may kiss the bride
and you, the groom
be sure to take no more
than you give
may your nights be fruitful
without end
Sunday, October 9, 2016
Flesh eating alien vampire sex on the moon
Flesh
eating alien vampire sex on the moon
The
Shummle flight is uneventful
outside
the window: the final frontier
inside
he sees few prospects for fun
At
Dubya station he eyes vertical
lunar
beauties who make earthly
anorexics
seem plump
She
reels him to the bar from across the room
he
smokes into a wind from the planet of dry ice
The
usual lines dry up his tongue
swells
and his eyes water
he
can't remember how to open his wallet
She
pays in coins that glister in iridescent colors
she
pulls him to a room and his pants deliquesce
His
blind spot swells till even her
breasts
vanish but he smells her
with
his skin and brain
she
breaks the skin with horrifying appendages
she
burns him sucks him like a crawfish eats his head
They
never find him
not
even the bones hell
they
don't even find the room
The
end
Publ.
hungur 1, 2005
Sunday, June 12, 2016
Thursday, May 19, 2016
051916
after the meal
torpid guests were
drained of blood
their bodies stacked
for composting
valuables auctioned
overseas
Sunday, October 26, 2014
A Dream of Vampires - Halloweenish flash fiction
A Dream of Vampires
Pecan trees, a double row of them lining the street, leaves rustling in the breeze. The nuts had fallen and now a few yellowed leaves were fluttering to the ground. Josh and I followed the shaded avenue toward the coliseum. A few other people were strolling about. In this area, most of them were probably vampires. I noticed dozens of their white triangular teeth on the sidewalk and in the gutter. Since they seem to to lose teeth every time they feed, how many must they grow in their lifetimes? Were they like sharks, with rows and rows of new teeth growing to replace those lost in the bones of their victims? I can never talk to Josh about stuff like that.
We tried to look cool, and it must have worked, because nobody paid any attention to us. Then again, maybe they just weren't hungry.
We were there. The vast concrete edifice seemed deserted, but we were on the back side. Josh led the way, opening the service door that our commander had told us would be unlocked. I hoped things were going as smoothly for the rest of the team. Up the stairs. A plump young woman was toiling her way up ahead of us. As we passed her she smiled, and I realized she was one of them. Why do they pretend? Why do they move as we humans do, when they can be so much stronger and faster? I have seen a 200-pound vampire girl in stretch pants that are way too small for her outrun a Mustang and rip the grill right off. I think they like to mock us. Good thing the commander has a secret plan.
We got to the second floor and Josh pulled the door open. It was a frigging ballroom full of vampires in tuxedos and floor-length dresses. The chubby vamp was right behind us. Josh stepped through the door.
--
I started awake, drenched in a cold sweat. I could still feel the vampires' eyes boring into my flesh. I gave a sigh that passed into a shudder. What could have brought on that nightmare? I hadn't eaten anything problematic. I wiped the sweat off my face with the sheet and lay back, hoping to get a little more sleep before morning. I closed my eyes, then heard my window slowly open.
--
Ben closed the book and squeezed it with both hands. This story was just too scary! Why had his cousin Stevie given it to him? She knew he didn't like scary stories. She just wanted him to wet the bed. He threw the book onto the floor and reached into his headboard. He had a couple of Peanuts books in there for emergencies and he needed one of them now.
--
Louellen stopped writing and put down her pen. All of a sudden it seemed awfully bright outside. She stood up just in time to burn her shadow on the wall behind her. It lasted for the 12 microseconds it took for the wall to burn completely away. Earth's atmosphere, biosphere, and hydrosphere vanished in moments. The upper part of the lithosphere wasn't doing too well either. The Sun wasn't supposed to be able to do that, but I don't make the rules.
--
Thanghrok closed the book in disgust. If this was what had passed for literature among them, it was just as well humans had gone extinct millennia before.
End
Pecan trees, a double row of them lining the street, leaves rustling in the breeze. The nuts had fallen and now a few yellowed leaves were fluttering to the ground. Josh and I followed the shaded avenue toward the coliseum. A few other people were strolling about. In this area, most of them were probably vampires. I noticed dozens of their white triangular teeth on the sidewalk and in the gutter. Since they seem to to lose teeth every time they feed, how many must they grow in their lifetimes? Were they like sharks, with rows and rows of new teeth growing to replace those lost in the bones of their victims? I can never talk to Josh about stuff like that.
We tried to look cool, and it must have worked, because nobody paid any attention to us. Then again, maybe they just weren't hungry.
We were there. The vast concrete edifice seemed deserted, but we were on the back side. Josh led the way, opening the service door that our commander had told us would be unlocked. I hoped things were going as smoothly for the rest of the team. Up the stairs. A plump young woman was toiling her way up ahead of us. As we passed her she smiled, and I realized she was one of them. Why do they pretend? Why do they move as we humans do, when they can be so much stronger and faster? I have seen a 200-pound vampire girl in stretch pants that are way too small for her outrun a Mustang and rip the grill right off. I think they like to mock us. Good thing the commander has a secret plan.
We got to the second floor and Josh pulled the door open. It was a frigging ballroom full of vampires in tuxedos and floor-length dresses. The chubby vamp was right behind us. Josh stepped through the door.
--
I started awake, drenched in a cold sweat. I could still feel the vampires' eyes boring into my flesh. I gave a sigh that passed into a shudder. What could have brought on that nightmare? I hadn't eaten anything problematic. I wiped the sweat off my face with the sheet and lay back, hoping to get a little more sleep before morning. I closed my eyes, then heard my window slowly open.
--
Ben closed the book and squeezed it with both hands. This story was just too scary! Why had his cousin Stevie given it to him? She knew he didn't like scary stories. She just wanted him to wet the bed. He threw the book onto the floor and reached into his headboard. He had a couple of Peanuts books in there for emergencies and he needed one of them now.
--
Louellen stopped writing and put down her pen. All of a sudden it seemed awfully bright outside. She stood up just in time to burn her shadow on the wall behind her. It lasted for the 12 microseconds it took for the wall to burn completely away. Earth's atmosphere, biosphere, and hydrosphere vanished in moments. The upper part of the lithosphere wasn't doing too well either. The Sun wasn't supposed to be able to do that, but I don't make the rules.
--
Thanghrok closed the book in disgust. If this was what had passed for literature among them, it was just as well humans had gone extinct millennia before.
End
Saturday, October 11, 2014
101114
A very short haibun
No one liked the cockroach vampires, but they were appreciated.
on the third I rise
skitter after the fluids of the living
when the great light rises
No one liked the cockroach vampires, but they were appreciated.
on the third I rise
skitter after the fluids of the living
when the great light rises
Monday, August 25, 2014
dodder the talking vampire plant
loook, I am your father!
the RNA hiss gives tomatoes pause
could this lassitude be love?
alas, it's hunger talking
strong yellow fingers cling, squeeze,
and whisper anything a fruit will swallow
your Monstera bush in its glazed pot
don't listen to its lies or languidly
caress its probing roots
its mRNA speaks with forked tendrils
it vants your blooooood
it doesn't love you
Stanza 1 is all true. New research in Nature.
the RNA hiss gives tomatoes pause
could this lassitude be love?
alas, it's hunger talking
strong yellow fingers cling, squeeze,
and whisper anything a fruit will swallow
your Monstera bush in its glazed pot
don't listen to its lies or languidly
caress its probing roots
its mRNA speaks with forked tendrils
it vants your blooooood
it doesn't love you
Stanza 1 is all true. New research in Nature.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
couldn't login yesterday
the bell tinkles
in the watchman's hut
he trudges into night
Pharaoh still thinks
he was buried alive
in the watchman's hut
he trudges into night
Pharaoh still thinks
he was buried alive
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Review of fantasy novel
http://dreamnnightmare.livejournal.com/72429.html
Patricia Briggs, excellent writer
Patricia Briggs, excellent writer
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