Food for Thought

I met him once 
He was silently waiting 
Coaxing me with his silent 
  desire 
I think I smelled something vague 
Something inhuman in the air 
As m head bellowed and I started 
  to wallow with tears for sense of fear 
My perplexed eyes focused clearly 
It was daunting 
Somewhat frightening  
A hallow face was staring blankly 
Invoking me 
It was beautiful 
Bewildering 
  yet filled with hysteria  
  
A young child it was 
Eyes so wise and whole 
Completely swallowing 
Numbing pain I now felt 
  
This thing which possessed  
  me fiercely  
Was not the same as me 
Once he realized my recognition  
  to what he was 
He lunged  
Spinning me into the air 
As I fell 
  he punctured my tender frightened skin 
  with his  iridescent fangs 
Wooing me into  
  submission 
  
I almost felt an honest reverie 
  to love him him 
Possessing him 
So strange 
  
I drifted anonymously 
  in and out of subconsciousness  
Finally I began to slumber 
  
When I awoke  
I sensed nothing 
Yet smelled and heard everything 
  entirely  
When I stood up 
I immediately thought  
  mirror 
One second and I was there 
  
What stood there was  
  me 
Gleaming with what looked 
  like his same iridescent smile 
Yet my eyes were different 
Young yet wise and very green 
With a hint of a simmering red 
I was so forthcoming for once 
Shortly after my realization 
I then remembered with a monotone 
  thought out of thin air 
It was time to feed 
  my desires 
Finally  
I felt free 
...It was indeed food for thought 
  
<I will Live forever.> 
  
-Robbie Watson