At last, the streets are free, of the animals that torture, that kill, that rape, and steal meat not meant for a tongue, so relentlessly, ungrateful. 

At last the streets are free, the birds can sing and the squirrels can sit. The sky can rest knowing the clouds can fly, without steel intrusion and humans, wanting to be, somewhere else. 

At last the streets can breathe and buildings thousands of years old can rest, and hold safe knowing...
 

They will survive. They always have. 

At last the streets are free. The animals caged, fearful, because a virus has come. 

At last the streets are free. A vampire is searching for blood. And from the wings of a bat has come a vengeance.  

At last the streets are free. And all the creatures once scared to leave their house, can breathe, for a moment. If only for a moment, free...

 

To leave the nest, eat their nuts, drink from a lake, watch, and wait...

 

To see the animals called humans. Die... 

At last.

BAT BLOOD

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