My favorite is the ghoul or the vampire or the zombie because I am always constantly terrified of the deаd flesh which once lived coming to drag me down into a hellish cessation or worse eternal awareness. It drives me to incoherency so rarely often so commonly, to madness, to fevered rambling large- and luminous-eyed, wild, clawing fingers, muttering low and dreamlike fright - I worry about it constantly it lives inside me it gnaws inside me it is full of sweet little teeth and they are all of them sunk deep into my viscera, red, tough, deep, raw, wet, screaming, shrieking as the tendons always do when torn apart
















