Musings
I am
Death incarnate
Death warmed over
The world of the living
Is a lonely place for the undead
I am
Pain incarnate
Live wire of writhing pain
Electric, overcharged, undersexed
The sun makes me dizzy
The sun makes me sick
The sun causes my pain
In the sun I die
I crawl into shade
Away from my enemy
Like all the creatures of the night
What beautiful sounds we make