Tomorrow I will hunt for the perfect Halloween Pumpkin
in a field not far from where Iive.
I will haunt the rows, stalk the vines
in my yearly quest to find a Jack-O-Lantern
that resembles a human head.
And when it sees me, the pumpkin will howl
” Great, it’s that psycho with the knife again! ”
I will take it home and carve it, I will scoop out its stringy brains
and after Halloween I will take it’s seeds to the field not far from where I live
and I will scatter them into the wind.
” See you next year Jack I will say
with a little tear in my eye
and my pumpkin’s seeds will hiss, ” beat it you crazy chick, it’s a long way back to
Halloween again. ”