Eddie Arana, Rick Thibodeau, & Chris Bakunas San Diego, Ca. March 2012

Eddie Arana, Rick Thibodeau, & Chris Bakunas San Diego, Ca. March 2012
Eddie Arana, Rick Thibodeau, & Chris Bakunas at Luche Libre Taco Shop in San Diego, March 2012

Monday, April 8, 2013

Every Vampire Yearns To Be Alive


The greatest tragedy of her youth
                    She patiently explained to me
                    Was the complete and utter lack
      Of a great tragedy
              Nothing to make her feel grateful
              For having survived
                                          Nobody to hold in contempt
                                          For having died
                                Before she had a chance to get to loathe them

              She never had been given the opportunity
                                To lie in bed awake
                                                         Late at night
                                Dreading a Stepfather coming down the hall
              She never had been given the opportunity
                                To scream at her mother for ruining her life
                                Her parents
                                She pathetically explained
                                       Were well-adjusted, happy and content
                                       As Husband and Wife

And she would never be able to forgive them for that

             The neighborhood she was raised in
             Was sorely lacking in degenerates
             Not a single reprobate
             To bless her with a haunting scar
                                          Everything she did
                                          To manufacture a little disgrace
                                          From her first girlfriend
                                          To the piercings on her face
                                Was looked upon as discovery and expression
                                By those damn fools

So after three children
And eleven years of relative bliss
She left her husband
And the church
Moved to the coast
                Got a job in a hospital
Hoping for a little sorrow she could steal
                Like a vampire  
To make her feel alive



                             

                           


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