Suckers

Phillip Burne-Jones, Vampire (1897)

She was a vamp, a red-haired tramp. 

At her icy stare, the women simply disappeared into the wallpaper or the wine bar.

She sucked emotions from men’s hearts and left them dry, empty of the love they had for anyone or anything but her.

inspired by the prompt, vampire:

https://dversepoets.com/2024/09/16/quadrille-208-undead-to-the-world/

published in Substack:

https://open.substack.com/pub/nolcha/p/dark-monday-91625?r=xwogn&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcomeOnShare=true