Like the swelling from a bleeding
Comes the telling of my needing
The flesh that it resides within
Is like a shell of spider skin The web is woven over and over
Spreading like a leafy clover
Over the blackest soil of my mind
There, the tracks of me you'll find
Upon the trail into the woods
Are those paws inside that hood? Off to grandma's house I go Into a forest I've always known
Filled with shadows and ghoulish things
Inside the hallows of foolish dreams So comes the branding from the campfire
No one understands a young vampire
In science books, from all we've gathered
Until someone looks, it doesn't matter
Can you forgive the beast within
That lives within this spider skin? © Andrew Brown U.S.