November 4

I awake from my dreams
like I'm falling from a tree
cushioned only by leaves
til I'm slammed on my knees
I awake to the scent
of flesh and sweat
dripping wet my neck
dripping red my breath
fresh with the smell
of death and ghostly pale
I check my cell
to see a text from Hell
with the words
"Newt and worms
dogs and birds
be forever cursed
to wander through life
in eternal strife
your throat parched and dry
with a thirst for blood"
legion of the undead?
scratching my head
which lacks hue or depth
I'm a vampire I guess