The Blood Of Dracula Poem by Paul Hartal

Sitting pale on a chair, Dracula rolled up
his left shirt sleeve. Then, using a rubber band,
she constricted his left arm.
Next, she rubbed a square inch of his bare skin
with a sterile cotton swab soaked in alcohol
and inserted the needle into a blue vein.
She drew his blood into a glass collection tube,
which she removed carefully before
pulling out the needle from his vein.

Somewhere, a smell of garlic lingered in the air.