A List of Poems (into the Twilight)

captivating, sizzling-- where art thou, nizzling?
Currently current, upscaled, listening
A list of Poems, list into the Twilight
constantly vain, uproaring-- uprooting the Night.

Listen to me, well, oh, fellow dealers
for Transylvania howls more than it whispers...
See Dracula's spell...of woven, wooden tiles and times,
of seether bells,
and listen to that Transylvania howl,
a musky, musty smell makes you weep and howl.

AW-OOO, Clarks the bitches that run on all for legs,
and Transvelian howls again, from dust to dawn,
for both living and Dead.