I am craving the finest type of vampire.
Why are there not 24-hour bookstores?
Why are there not 24-hour coffee houses
With random books inside and the ability
To unfind yourself in someone else’s words?
If you own an Anne Rice I haven’t read (pre Christ)
I will give you a book in return and be on my way;
I don’t want to play with you– I want those few
I haven’t yet met– Vittorio or Pandora or Armand–
Or Rowan Mayfair and Michael Curry
To again stay until the day arrives.
I feel a long night ahead and all I want
Is an old lady to put me to bed.
She’s what I want as much as world peace and
An end to poverty and everything noble and
Kind. I just want Anne Rice…
And maybe some caramel ice-cream.