I bleed love poems to parched hearts
Spitted
I leak vampire food
the emotions of my victims.
Self reproaching narcisistic lover, I steal
my reflection from your eyes and hold it in
my bullfrog throat.

Words tumble out like circus clowns
forcing
their big feet through my mouth.
I vomit rough and tumble phrases,
praying for redemption
in immortality on paper.

For the bloodrush of inspiration I've
Tortured
Love.  Juggling emotions
into face painted words.  I fade
as I juggle, clown smiled and spitted
bleeding poems for strangers' eyes.

I've sucked my vestal lovers dry
Hungry
for their emotion, a lion on a lamb.
I eat them, and we empty ourselves
into a deep fade, leaving nothing
but a page of verse, a sigh, and maybe, a tear.