Have you ever tasted Halloween

with the tip of  your tongue?

Tasted like pennies and burnt sugar

caramel,

thick and sweet sliding down your throat like warm blood.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Have you seen Halloween

from the corner of your eye

it moved like a cat,  black as midnight

where does it hide until you walk by alone

with nothing but the shadows to see your home?

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Meet Halloween

shake it’s hand,

take it’s hand

in your own

pale as death

lonely as dusty bones

dreaming  where it is forever midnight

inside a ruined tomb.

Meet Halloween

tonight if you will.

It’s been waiting  so long

for you.