The August Vampeer: Cantos XVII-XXI

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The August Vampeer: Cantos XVII-XXI

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

XVII

Then like smoke, or pooling fog,
That which slips, unheard by dog,
In a window, or the door,
And collects upon the floor,
So there grew, in shape of man,
Where the crowd left room to stand,
A wayward mist that condensed
Until all the miners sensed
Tha…