Riverwalk's vamp ghost

Trapped on the ceiling of the new orleans mall
just floating there far up in the rafters
stuck up there shocked and appalled
looking out the top windows

Down to the Mississipi
during the day the odd psychic saw it
The rest of the crowd walked on blindly
It continued to hover above it all

Skin slowly discoloring to a pale blue.
Mall guards began to lock the exits
The last of the window shoppers
walked out upset

One of the tourists from up north asked

Why do yall close so early here
not dissuaded from their task
pretended not to hear but aware

For they could never explain what happened in there
after the lights went out and tthe floors were bare
and the thing from the ceiling would come down
Don't stay after dusk, don't you dare