Thursday, March 1, 2018


Sometimes I feed off others
Like a vampire on his prey

Except instead of blood
I need companionship,

Words that I can hear
From faces I can see.

Old age alone
Is misery, is endless night.

I’ll dare the daylight
To defeat it.

©2018 John I. Blair, 2/13/2018

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