Howard’s spiral or a vampire’s lament

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A week too far.

The lid is not nailed yet, the wooden stake still clean. His life wasn’t meant to be mean, but it is no time to be kind. Politicians reel out of the shadows spruiking at a garbled pace. The vampire’s grave is still unseen. This final week drags on, numbing the mind. And at its end, grind his bones fine and place him in a cardboard box, and send it far away, just in case.

 



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