The night was fun,
She felt quite drunk,
The taxi left without her,
She wrapped her shawl,
And shed her shoes,
The night was all about her,

She walked and sang,
Quite merrily,
So unaware of danger,
A shadow showed,
A figure pounced,
She stood to face a stranger,

Her eyes were wide,
She shrieked with fright,
His knife rose up to cut her,
Her throat gaped open,
Her blood flowed downwards,
Her flesh sliced up like butter,

Excitement grew,
He felt the rush,
And moved on to her gut,
His knife took on,
It's own cruel life,
He continued with his eyes shut,

The moon gave off,
An eerie glow,
Blood tasted just like wine,
Another fix,
For lord Mountjoy,
Strolls home to plan next time....

(C) eileenmcgreevy@ymail.com  2019

Ok so I remembered Halloween was today last night. But when I woke up this morning, I forgot. I got to school dressed like Tom Sawyer (today was dress up as your favorite book character at my school) and everyone was like "HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!" I just forgot that it was Halloween again, until my girlfriend said "I love you" like she normally does, For some reason that reminded me that it was Halloween. It is weird, every time a day is important, I always forget, until my girlfriend says something random. Just thinking about this... My memory has gotten so bad over the years and I am only 17. What about when I am in my 50s?? Oh well as long as I have someone that will stay by my side I will be good.

The floating clouds are merciless with teasing hints of rain.
They blossom like chrisanthemums and sing the same refrain:

"There's moisture in our puffy holds. We'll send it earhward bound.
But the drops dissolve like salty tears before they hit the ground."

They move across the bright blue sky and leave us wilted still.
Oh AUTUMN ... where art thou? This heat's a bitter pill.