Fame, in everything & nothing gain.
Thus, you make me out of your name,
my own name, your name, fame, I am.

The few who never were but for fame,
even now inform me that I am.

Then I too can let writing inform fame,
inform the more than I am fame, I am.

Let fame but encounter my nom de plume,
alike as history is recorded nom de plume.

To the toll of the red masque death´s dance,
the vampire in Xanadu´s ruins does prance,
Caliban sealed in a cavern, in the hall of fame,
a vampire at an art exhibition, blood in the air,
we drink, burnt at the stake, fame we share.

Fame(revised)