Or

There be Vampires

New Neighbours

I think they are vampires
Always dark windows
Shutters closed
Front and back
All day
Every day

And they are so quiet
Eerily
The occasional bump
A landing?
The coffin lid?

Rushed slipping into cars
With darkened windows
In silence
Always in silence
Well almost

Yesterday I heard a vacuum cleaner
Do vampires vacuum?
And he said he heard voices
I don’t believe him

It’s silent again
And dark
Shall I buy garlic?