14 vials

Filled to the brink

With my blood

Off to some lab

To get tested

More vials

More tests

More questions

Or actual answers

These tests will

Either be worthless

Or turn me into a vampire

18 vials last July

14 vials this August

Maybe I should just donate

A pint

And let them go nuts with it

Besides

Who's to say this time

They'll actually find something?

Supposedly

ME

Has been researched for over 30 years

And still the CDC refuses to acknowledge

This illness

This plague

Millions of people suffer

And more diagnosed every year

And yet all they do

Is write out test sheets

And take vials

Of our plasma

In the double digits

It takes us days to recover

Wondering when the

Vampire Lestat

Would pay a visit

We must be yummy

Morsels to him.

And yet the world

Continues to be blind

To our suffering

What will happen

When this forgotten plague

Becomes an epidemic

Worse than ALS

Or MS

Or Parkinsons

Or even AIDS

What then?

Will that get their attention?

Wake up world!

We aren't just

Lab experiments

For your vials

We want our

Mother fucking lives back

So find the G-d damned cure

And get your heads out of the sand

Because you never know

You may or will be next!