A cup of rain
A bucket of pain
A drum of love…
I was walking into the café with a ghost
I was talking about a dream
Something to do with red berries
And torturous vampire Blood-Ade
“Ohhhh yeah!”
The police come bashing through the wall
Guns drawn, yelling, tear gas and confusion
My only wish is that I had 10 wishes more
Slammed against the wall
“Kiss the plaster!”
Someone rattling off my rights
I’m being arrested for
The killing of another person
“I didn’t do it! I’m innocent. I swear.”
Everyone’s innocent until they do it
Sitting in a jail cell with someone else
A dark brooding figure on the edge of a solid bench
Chin tucked in deep
Sounds like he’s praying
I sit on the bench opposite and watch
He has strange dark hair
And he’s wearing a black cape
“What are you in for?” I ask him
He looks up
His face is pointy and gray, like an old horror movie
“Biting people,” he says softly. “What about you?”
“They say I killed someone. So you better not mess with me.”
“Did you?”
“Maybe.”
The cell door opens, and they drag him out
He bares his teeth at me as he leaves, hisses
I think of volcanoes at sunset
Boiling fire beneath a red-orange sky
I think of a long-ago movie
Childhood cinema
Stars on the ceiling
Sun glares after the show
No school tomorrow
No work tomorrow
Nothing but life
CEREAL AFTER SEX 