Drained

Vampire drawings on the bark
from a tree sit out on the table
and from there you can see
all the layers in the mountain
cut through long ago with rapid
explosions that echo out from
their source even now.
The woman who drew them
jumped from the top. I didn’t
know her before, but now
I can’t stop thinking maybe
something could’ve changed
if my view had been clearer,
and I knew what it meant
to see more than just the light.
Nobody knew why she
sketched what she did.
Fanged creatures against
tree flesh their eyes colored red.
I thought about it a lot after all
that I found, and it must have
been part of the reason.
All of us are bit by something
we can’t help but despise.
Still, her body on those sharpened rocks,
and all those scarlet eyes.