Vampires and sunblock 3000 (Free verse) by SupremeDreamer
I get tired of life in the light,
it just doesnt seem right.
A creature like me, a hybrid
between vampire and zombie
chemically enhanced, tripping.
I probably have the cleanest house
on the block, and my roses are dying.
When I do see the sun, my eyes burn
and I curse it, snatching the sunglasses.
Soon I'll need sunblock 3000, I think.
My lawn has grown into the rainforest
and the neighbors have resigned themselves
to mowing it for me.
I have found a free workforce
doing nothing- quite amusing isn't it?
Wish they would resurrect my roses.
They also offer free beers and joints
on those chance moments when I go out
and their eyes catch sight of me.
They stare, much like one would stare
at a freak of nature, but I dont mind-
I've gotten used to such things,
its the life of a vampire.
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