The First Bite Is With The Eye

Photographer Unknown

I sat and I fretted

by candle light,  by moonlight, by starlight

and even because I was truly desperate

I sat and fretted by sunlight too.

 

Finally In desperation I clasped my hands to my chest and

I prayed as hard as I could-

 

was there a potion, a charm, a string of words

a howl of consonant  and vowels

that would wrap muscle around bone and skin  to

fingers, a face and toes?

 

Or would I have to scoop up these sad parts

from the Earth below my feet

and is this all I would have

for my  first All Hallows Eve treat?