Vampires

Your hands aren't tied.

Vegetarian Vampires (1962) by Remedios Varo

Time and matter will cease to exist, they say. These buildings, this sky, this heart, all temporary. Let’s hesitate, like I’m not just an old rug you wipe your feet on. Let’s stop and notice that this day is infinite but our days together are numbered. Everything is numbered. Pause the countdown long enough to …