Fountain of Blood
It was a fountain in a part of Rome
it was not a famous fountain like the Fountain of Trevi
But it was a pretty fountain
an angelic little cherub on top of the fountain
shooting an arrow like Cupid
And from the point of the arrow
water sprayed forth
the waters of love one might say
But on this February day
When normally no water sprayed
Because of the icy cold temperature
A flowing liquid shot forth nevertheless
But the liquid was the colour of blood
Because... it was blood
And at night...
blood drinking creatures of the night came to drink.
-A vampire novel chapter
in the form of a poem
written by Christopher
Monday February 10th
2014.
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