A cat is a chaos landmine sweeper.
He may or may not have tripped that mess,
but he doesn't care about an alibi.

Bring out the lights
The ones that glow orange and purple
Slip on your black and white tights
And plant some spiders
We're bringing the aesthetic
Creepy glam and full face
If there isn't a pumpkin involved
I'm not interested
Let'***** Party City
And get this started
I can be Inigo and you can be Buttercup
Or I can be Noel and you can be Sandi
We can dress up as our favourite
Spooky characters
I'll go full axe murderer
And you can be a creepy doll
We'll hit the streets
As wasted teens
They can tell us we're too old
But what do they know
Collapse back home
To watch horror movies
Stay up all night
On fright and candy
This isn't just one day
It's a two month event
So let's get real spooky
And live while we can

The Special Olympics and Istanbul
 sweet and kind, I leave Subway full
   We speak The Princess Bride, Inigo's pull


    As you wish, may your life fulfill.

The poems prove my pain
My reading. Lonely teardrops.
She talks about moving to Spain
Once flew me to London for Christmas Eve

Our theologies are all broken
Don't make any sense
Let us rise and go hence
Mike told me the truth about Steve

The Buddhists break logic
Not gonna understand this wild world
Man, that Tokyo snow!
Me at the dance with my girl

I like the Episcopal churches
The pretty one is what she said
Dr. Cynthia Eby
Milton, Dante, the Dead

      Fezzick, are there Rocks ahead?

Bloodless skin
loveless kin
covet hugs from other sins

Streakless ego
signs of Inigo
white knight spine flushed into a sinkhole

Says Inigo Montoya

Inigo: Are you sure noone is following us?

Vizzinni: As I told you, that would be absolutely, totally, and in all other ways inconcevable. No one in Guilder knows what we've done, and no one in Florin could have gotten here so fast.  Out of curiosity, why do you ask?

Inigo: No reason.  It's just that suddenly I looked back and something is there.

.............Bilbo to slithery Smaug............
           Inigo to the 6 fingered man
             Poe to critics who insult
                  I too plot and plan.

Dreaming can be scary
Feels like I lose my mind

Consciousness returns
I rest from what I find

Today I rode the bus
Of course I wear the mask

Inigo is a Spaniard
Ignatius was a Basque

More Buddhist than Catholic
Why do you ask?

Answers Inigo.

If I were to write free verse

I would tell you
My life does not make sense
I did not father three children
To live apart from them

And the America
Of George W. Bush
And Donald Trump
Is so foreign to me
As to be unrecognizable
May it be Destroyed!

But I can't write free verse
Just small ones
Little rhymes

Today nachos
Cucumber sushi
Cranberry juice with lime

Inigo
Fezzick
Yes, yes - some other time.

Like former New York Governor Mario Cuomo
I have old-fashioned Catholic guilt

Like Inigo Montoya
I would stick in Count Rugen the sword to the hilt

However,

I have not had *** with 20,000 different women
Like Chamberlain (Wilt the Stilt)

And if the Big One ever shakes Seattle
I hope and pray it will be beautifully rebuilt

Says Inigo.

Like Inigo, I'm used to disappointment
But I do not take defeat easily

The Montoyas do not give up
The Witherells fight on breezily

The woman at the bank today
Knew a man with my same name

Coincidence returns
How to play this game?

       Both wild and tame.