It's a Dark Night
hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
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Date: 2011-09-16 10:02 pm (UTC)I've been here nearly a year as well, Richie. I'm telling you, she's not a vampire. I would've known. The wardens would've been told. She just looks like woman who killed you. There are other clones like this. I have one, too. It's... unnerving, I'll admit that, but just like the floods that happen? There's really nothing we can do about it.
[He could mention the Aztec takeover, but doesn't. Not yet. That's a last resort.]