Have you ever tasted Halloween
with the tip of your tongue?
Tasted like pennies and burnt sugar
thick and sweet sliding down your throat like warm blood.
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?
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.
tonight if you will.
It’s been waiting so long