A Bloodless Land
by Gary William Crawford
It’s cold now,
and in this place
I am neither
in heaven nor hell.
My heart is ice,
and long ago
God abandoned me.
Cursed from birth,
I wander the bleak lands
where those of my kind
are destined to walk forever.
This is a bloodless land,
where vampires cannot feed
and even insects cannot live.
We are parasites,
living on each other’s madness.
None of us are our own.
© 2004 Gary William Crawford
Gary Crawford is the author of two books of poetry, Poems
of the Divided Self and In Shadow Lands,
and the short story collection Gothic Fevers. I
have published works of literary scholarship and criticism, such as Ramsey
Campbell, J. Sheridan Le Fanu: A Bio-Bibliography, and Robert
Aickman: An Introduction. He is also the founder and editor
of Gothic Press (http://www.gothicpress.com/.)
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