The red demon tongue flickers, slick with blood.
The pale yellow eyes with oblong irises stare.
The lips, engorged, stretch, revealing the teeth.
And the teeth! Like shards of incandescent ice!
She slowly slithers around the bed where I lay prone, transfixed.
Her skin glitters like a thousand tiny scales of purple hue.
Her long slender claws extend themselves to my throat.
She reaches closer; I feel the wild pulse on her breath.
She strikes; I faint.
My life ebbs away
She pulls away.
I catch my breath.
I too now, like her,
feel an uncanny heat,
an uncontrollable desire
for human flesh.
December 27, 2013.
© 2013 Christopher Mahan