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Vampire Roar

by Chris Sorrenti


There’s been many a droll experience
with the few ladies
I’ve had the pleasure to know
but none so amusing
as that night when my friend Bonnie
tuned in to The Movie Network
and for the first time
I let out a vampire roar

On weekends
me and Miss B had a habit
of killing a bottle of vodka
before chowing down
on her famous scallop soup
two exhausted civil servants
finally let loose
for a little Friday night relief
getting tight
to the vampire roar

A simple case of spontaneity
while together she and I watched
Queen of the Damned
that scene in the park where Lestat
is showing Jesse
the ups and down of being a blood sucker
then suddenly bearing his fangs
with an ungodly growl
he let out that vampire roar

Having already seen the movie
a dozen or so times
and feeling quite uninhibited
from the vodka
well ladies and gentlemen
needless to say
I knew that part by heart
and so without thinking
catching a ride on the surf of vampirism
so to speak
I let a growl build quickly
from the pit of my groin
in sync with Lestat
as together
he and I let out a vampire roar

Sitting right beside me
and completely caught by surprise
Miss B jumped six inches off the couch
landing with a preternatural thud
on its burgundy leather surface
then quickly composing herself
told me with a shudder to settle down
to which I happily complied
but not without first letting out
a devilish belly laugh
still vibrating with adrenaline
from that first vampire roar

Bonnie has since moved out west
to make her fortune
far away from the civil service
in the medical software industry
doing all kinds of good things
either directly or indirectly
connected to blood

Never again
would the incident be mentioned
at least not until today
just a little reminiscing
on bonding after sunset
with a special friend
when together we lived life
to the vampire roar

© 2011
Revised © 2017

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08/01/2011

Author's Note: The closing poem in New Blood. With special thanks and tribute to Anne Rice, who once upon a time, gave me the passion to read novels again, and for taking us into the post Bram Stoker period.

Posted on 08/01/2011
Copyright © 2020 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/01/11 at 04:51 PM

Sounds like fond memories...

Posted by Ken Harnisch on 08/01/11 at 09:31 PM

Very nostalgic and richly described...I could hear the roar Chris when I closed my eyes

Posted by Linda Fuller on 08/02/11 at 02:47 AM

Quite enjoyed this, Chris - thanks!

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/07/11 at 10:57 PM

How can I *not* love a poem that uses the word "droll" and makes it work so perfectly? Great stuff, man. No shock on that one.

Posted by Ariane Scott on 08/10/11 at 02:35 PM

I'm a Rice fan too and always enthusiastic about vampire references. But all that aside, this piece is amazing. Wonderful playful tone, great use of repetition and connection to tell the story in an interesting way.

Posted by A. Reed on 09/21/11 at 10:15 PM

I had to read this twice because I was laughing to hard the first time. Awesome.

Posted by Lori Blair on 10/21/11 at 05:21 PM

Been a very long time since I read her work but so can I relate..I truly loved this write Chris..what else can I say to this? Superb work! Thank you my friend!

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 10/25/11 at 02:41 PM

hahaha! that sounds like too much fun!

Posted by Laurie Blum on 10/25/11 at 03:47 PM

I think I have read all of Anne's Novels! I mean all of them! I truely enjoyed your prose! You made me laugh and now I want to hear a Vampire roar!!

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/27/11 at 06:38 PM

This is priceless! Thanks for the romp, or roar!

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