The Mortal Combat

A scorch mark on the table

defined the high stakes

the vampire and the mortal

blood or money to take

Eyes in a hypnotic state

winner take all

hands tightly clasp

who will take the fall

A cautionary tale

to anyone willing to take a risk

strength of the mind and body

breathing is brisk

Swaying arms to the left

and then to the right

crowd is tense

at the sight

A moment of silence

vampire is stunned

mortal slams his hand

grabs the money and runs

Grabbing the bottle of red devil

gulping it down

vampire turns into a bat

chasing the mortal through town

Night becomes day

as the sun begins to rise

mortal takes his winnings

and the vampire cries

copyright 2021 Debbie Pierce


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