Vryolkas

• Melissa Garrasi, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2009

Vryolkas.

Disturbing dreams of pale-faced vampires,
Gliding swiftly through the dense darkened wood,
Tearing the bloodied flesh of desires,
More than the psychotic animals could.
Frenzied feast of immortals continue,
The glint of giant razor claws flashes,
Cracking the bones with monstrous sinew,
Leaving the body with weeping gashes.
Blood stains the alabaster strangers teeth,
They walk once the grotesque meal is over,
Leaving their mangled victim there beneath,
A drooping tree surrounded by clover.
I walk slowly closer, only to see,
The dismembered corpse lying there, was me.