Tone of a vampire

I befriended
a bloody vampire.

It took my leg and dragged me to an old kennel
I felt like drowned in the stinky light of lava lamps
it was floating around in heavy sounds
chasing bubbles
and pinning them down to music paper
with its fangs.

Oh
mousy-sweet
hearts of oversexed strawberries.

My soul in the heat of a hardcore show
won't recognize people from food.