Me :: in the hall mark of mirrors, a freak
show me state dystopia, combustible
engine quite nicely, vaguely vampire
teeth every time you smile. Mirror

stage, showmanship of state, brinks
man ship of freaky combustible
vampire engines. The states man
says "all vampires are combustible!

all dystopias are vampire dystopias!"
The vampire says all nice men are
vague vampire engines, while down the hall
from the vampire lies the broken hull

of a state engine and a vampire
repairman smiles a combustible
freaky vague combustible smile,
turns and screams "STATE YOUR

VAMPIRE NAME FOR THE FREAK
ENGINE, for the GODDAMN NICE
MIRROR, for the MAN SHOW
and the VAGUE TEETH!"

Me :: freaky.

Combustible vampire
statesmen smile vaguely, they
know that vampires can't see vampires
in the mirror, so better look in the hall

of mirrors or to some other vague dystopia
in order to find vampires. Vampires show
me the state of men and freaky dystopias
while riding engine teeth engines that

freak me out. This ship of state is vampires
with engines battling vampires with engine
teeth statements. Talk is cheap, show me
vampires and men on the brink.

The vampire shows me
my statements, shows me nice states
and vague dystopias, says,

"choose your engine, vampire."