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The Politics Of Vampires

The Politics Of Vampires

In the gray hollow of anticipation
The blood boils a slow steam
And the stealth involved
Curtails, the truly insidious
Where the cursed cry
And the uncaring fly high on the adulation
Of the night sculptors
And artistic butchers
Where words come cheaply
Paraphrasing,
That which
Leaves holes in the souls
Of the vampires
Original neck-biting,
And back-stabbing
Through the undercurrent
Of a bloody
Political
Intent,
And power's,
Ultimate,
Corruption...

Tony Taylor ~ 2017
 

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Shirley Rebstock

Wow, yeh u rite.  I second that.  Gosh, so powerful and said in such an artistic way. 

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Tony Taylor

Thanx so much SHIRLEY!!....... straight to the heart of it!!........ big smiles.....T xo ?☀✴✳

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sparrowsong

Hello Tony...

Feels like Halloween in summertime...

Awesome write my friend!

I am feeling ready for some Trick and Treat myself!

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Thank you for sharing...

Hugz and Smiles!

Love and Rockets!

Feathers

 

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Tony Taylor

YAY!!...thanx FEATHERS!!...... so happy to hear from you... and NO.... It's not Halloween!! (smiles).......but I DO thank you for this nonetheless!!......hugs-n-smiles........T xo ?☀✴✴

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John DeFoore Jr

Great play on words, such elusive little creatures, yet you lined them up with beauty and gave us a terrific read.
thank you
john

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Tony Taylor

Cool!....Thanx JOHN!!.....I had fun with this one.....appreciate the positive feedback brother!!.......stay groovy!......smiles......T xo ?☀✴✳

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Rose Sho

Cringed when I read this...Spooky!..Is what I think of this.... Gripping though....LOVE and ROCKETS?

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Greg Etsell

great poem Tony how did the job interview go you get the job

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