Instructions to Vampires
I would not have you drain
with your sodden lips the flesh that has fed mine,
and leech his bubbling blood to a decline:
not that pain;
nor visit on his mind
that other desiccation, where the wit
shrivels: so to be humbled in not fit
for his kind.
But use acid or flame,
secretly, to brand or cauterise;
and on the soft globes of his mortal eyes
etch my name.