The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
Of coarse there’s still Vampires in Hollywood
by Lisa Harris
The moon bleeds on your frozen face
The heart in my hands – still beating
Neon screams as the city roars
Frenzied pleasure feeding
Hunger drove the switchblade
down the alley
Stalking the wrong shadows in the dark
Now the garbage you swore you’d climb out from
Your ragdoll body rests under
Another lost kid
the sun won’t see
Oh how I love this… very nice!
You got me with the title and the poem delivered the payoff – nice work.