Transition Vamps poetry He was close and warm

He was close and warm and smelled of blood

and the night was a thin black sheet she pulled over them both

fragments are all we have

Elena Gomez

Since the advent of the PC

Transition Vamps poetry He was close and warmRead Liam Ferney's introduction to Transition Vamps. ISBN: 9780645761696 Its hardly controversial to claim that daily life contains transitions. From sleep to wakefulness, REM states to proto circadian lucidity, pre to post caffeine, horizontal to vertical, a. m. to p. m., light to darkness. But many of the days transitions also repeat, like a jazz combo vamping while the lead sax or guitar shapes beauty out of curved air. Infinite pomodoro cycles of