My poem

Here’s my vampire diaries poem. The brothers are kind of inexorably linked; one can’t exist without the other. The good one – he hides things, is he all good? He only feeds on animals. The bad one, he pines for one love from 200 years ago and kills humans for blood. I was guessing about their back story and living the same woman.

Brother- you think there be an

Ounce of kindness in me all

These 200 years; I thought you

Knew me. My black heart-you made it so

When you took her from me.

I will never forgive, rather turn you

Forever into a raven or – no, a vulture

Would befit you- ever feeding on the dead.

But what joy would there be

In that? Black raven hawk an ending-

A final transformation, a death.

No, more than anything I need you here,

Why would we be so linked in our blood lust,

Drinking from the same cup of our beloved.

I don’t share her with you. I can play with eternity.

We were there when Pandora’s Box opened.

I shall not close you nor squash you like a black beetle.

When I look at the water, your face looks back at me. I drink from the cold stream,

As cold as my pale skin, her pale cheeks.

I wash my bloodied face, freshly red from a forest kill, the water bleeds and slowly dissipates –

And your face won’t depart me, takes to bed in my mind.

So brother, I show no mercy. I will play you like Orpheus’ lyre plucking at love in the dark

Underworld. But up here with the mortals, she

has invited me over her threshold. I have my fangs into you and shake you like prey.

I will never end you. There are so many tormenting you, weak one.

With every young body’s blood, I am putting the sword in the fire, heating the blade.

I’m coming for you and doing what most you suffer:

While you most want me to leave, to ooze your heart over this girl

Who only has a fleeting visage of my Katherine.

Yes brother- I will stay. That’s my power

And no, again I say no. I did have a warm hearth of goodness within.

It’s you who took it.