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Half moon high In a deep navy sky The clouds like spider cotton Blue ivory husks Umber grey claws / webs The deepening dusk In the navy sky The streets a flood a river of orbs Armada of effulgence / suns Headlights Streaming pass Crisp neon plaza shores Cartoon sharp signage Accessorizing concrete Floors The evening is dressed fine eyes smyzing Shadows floating to be forgotten While down the road Neighborhood way Skitters Liliput creatures In shells of costumes As squeals of laughter festoons Live tintinnabulation Like rattlers against the dark As they Scurry cross dim / spatial street In demand of what is given From each and every door Treat and sweets All their tricks cached in grins Of teeth. All Hallows' Eve Hallowed be the glee Even tho' beneathe The web of grey Life is precious / breathing Fear forgotten with dismay We should live in celebration Childlike everyday Our wonder As rattlers against the dark behind the masks of face In our eyes there is The spark That lights all life From wastes of Hollow wind Chilling cries bleeding Undead the unseen From this cirque city All done up in bright disguise Happy Halloween Death as one with life...
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Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 4:06 PM UTC
All Done Up In Bright Disguise ('15)
Half moon high In a deep navy sky The clouds like spider cotton Blue ivory husks Umber grey claws / webs The deepening dusk In the navy sky The streets a flood a river of orbs Armada of effulgence / suns Headlights Streaming pass Crisp neon plaza shores Cartoon sharp signage Accessorizing concrete Floors The evening is dressed fine eyes smyzing Shadows floating to be forgotten While down the road Neighborhood way Skitters Liliput creatures In shells of costumes As squeals of laughter festoons Live tintinnabulation Like rattlers against the dark As they Scurry cross dim / spatial street In demand of what is given From each and every door Treat and sweets All their tricks cached in grins Of teeth. All Hallows' Eve Hallowed be the glee Even tho' beneathe The web of grey Life is precious / breathing Fear forgotten with dismay We should live in celebration Childlike everyday Our wonder As rattlers against the dark behind the masks of face In our eyes there is The spark That lights all life From wastes of Hollow wind Chilling cries bleeding Undead the unseen From this cirque city All done up in bright disguise Happy Halloween Death as one with life...
Halloween poem 2015
butch-decatoria
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Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 4:06 PM UTC
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