Real Spooks

Happy Halloween,
Do you celebrate this frigid night?
Does this singularity hold real black
and caustic orange-blooded spooks
that feast upon the cringe of fear?
Will the mad rake of steel claws
send shivers that resonate
with the void of all life,
either gone south,
imprisoned,
dormant,
or
dead?



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FOLDER

Most Recent Poetry  (E) Poetry most recently written. #2035077 by Vanishing Vapor

BOOK

Journal of a Spaced-Out Brain  (E) You are a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away. James 4:14 #2207307 by Vanishing Vapor