...in the vineyards of Edgar Alan Poe... <br /> <br />Wind <br />howling <br />tonight here <br />on the seashore <br />as I lay upon my pillow of rock. <br /> <br />I echo for sleep so that I can dream <br />like a vampire <br />emptying <br />vials <br />blood.<br /><br />Leonard Dabydeen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/halloween-i/
