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Each time I hear some pseudo Goth 

I Vampire poem 

I am seized by an overwhelming urge 

to projectile vomit 

a red haze of violence clouds my mind 

and all I can think about 

for the duration of the poetic nightmare is 

I want to kill Anne Rice  

I want to kill Anne Rice 

for inspiring a generation to mediocrity. 

the vampire Lestat is the worst 

thing to happen to Dracula 

since Barnabas Collins 

of dark shadows infamy. 

I want to tie Anne Rice to a large wooden stake 

pile hundreds of bodice busters disguised as horror around her 

at her feet. I want to set them on fire, 

watch them burn slowly and as the heat increases 

while the smoke and the flames rise around her 

she will scream I didn’t know this was going to happen. 

I’ll throw back my head, laugh my evil genius laugh and say 

tell it to Kerouac baby. 

tell it to Kerouac baby. 

tell-it–to-Ker-ou-ac-ba-by.