The Vampire

A short meditation on real life vampires, who do exist and who do great harm to good people (and to themselves), and who are neither sexy nor admirable, unlike the current “vampires” depicted in film and television.

The Vampire

Deborah Beach Giordano
© January 6, 2011

With dew damp eyes
and tender murmurs
she listened
carefully,
as patient as death
smiling gently
as she drew out
the heartfelt concerns
greatest fears
and deepest secrets
of the one
she planned
to devour;

later in the darkness
she licked her red lined lips
gleefully injecting
the poisons
she had extracted;
only a taste
at first –
to tease
later to torment –
her biting words
cloaked
in gardenia-scented whispers.

Lily-white hands
wiped away the tears
she had caused,
comforting
the child
she had orphaned,
nurturing this future victim
at her blood-stained breasts.

A death-in-life dedicated
to feeding on others,
the endless pursuit
of living prey
the truth enshrouded
in denial and deceit,
devoid of compassion
or conscience,
her own survival
her only desire.

Never destroying
only draining;
a slow steady drip,
to gradually possess all
that the living can give:
care,
compassion,
time,
energy,
attention,
money,
medical resources …

Yet all the gain
was counted as loss,
each drop
slipped through
her well-manicured fingers;
for nothing can be held
in a broken vial.

She had taken
almost everything –
save what she had craved
from the first
and now demanded:
the very life blood
of those she had fed upon,
revealing her true nature
in her last request:
to suck the life
out of those
she had claimed
to love.

Finally
she could resist no longer
and turned
to face the Shadow
that stalked her
all her days;
meeting
what she feared
and served –
perhaps unthinkingly.

May God have mercy on her soul.

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I am a struggling Christian, committed pacifist, near-obsessive recycler, incurable animal lover, inveterate tree-hugger; a nature mystic, a socialized introvert, an advocate for the vulnerable, an opponent of exploiters.
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