" Lady In Black "
Sitting down at a table.
Watching a band, rock & roll away.
Waitress glides across the floor.
Slides over another drink for my brain cells to contemplate.
Sitting at this table.
Writing I thought that no one will know.
I was at home alone.
Now I am surrounded by humanity.
But I am still alone.
Lady in black sitting across the room.
I wonder what she thinks.
I wonder what she sees when her red eyes fall upon me.
Raven black hair flowing down her open back.
Blood redden lips, flashing brilliant white teeth.
porcelain sculpture, marble body.
A glint of all knowing in her magnificent red eyes.
Woman of the ancient world.
Follower of the political present.
This creature is my future or my end.
She lives, she is dead.
Of indefinite time.
Lady in black.
Call it nosferatu.
By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier
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