i am surrounded with
cotton. organic foils and coils
of radiator springs that do not rust.
a sweaty palm lays the forehead
down, asprin. a Coke.
clean baseboards. messy living.
someone drinking out of the milk carton,
the door opens and closes all day
come in! come in
the baby coos as if she took notes.
piles of folded laundry, a call from mom.
a message not to be late to guitar.
there in the sheepskin folds of domesticity
behind the door behind the door behind the door
- my vampire fangs:covered in semen and blood.