Trick or treat?-sent misery culling the excesses of societal boasting. Faustian gloating and vapors from our nucleonic vats.
Wish you weren't here, the swan song of devastating destiny
   shall ring whence treats are the fickle grease of-
    suppurate, formed...   by the angst & suffering & banality of
    eternity of  tombstones

Shilling for your thoughts? Razor thin laced hosiery, black and purple- blue,  snuffing the petals off neon colored flowers-
  as the dust splatters on the contemptible street...
a smile and snicker
A trick or a treat?

Yet in the end blurs of walkway's zenith & carved hemispheres of orange wickedly clear, grungy sugar cookies and cryptic air
All adept in spackled scents of snuffed candles. death alluring
What shall it be little pestering barking lamb little sallow boy?
Trick on the brink, turning of the light, or treat?... By the dealer as
Death's scythe's  slice? Annihilation lands it's might!