The last vampire who took his work seriously
retired in nineteen forty-five
He said that, in the age of the atomic bomb
everyone was walking dead anyway
and that a little bite here or there scared no-one
He now lives in Eastbourne next to an old folks' home
He likes to watch their pale wrinkled fingers
pour tomato ketchup on bacon and white bread sandwiches
and think about the old days;
he lies in a steamer chair and dreams of necks.
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