Peek through the bushes
Look through the vines
What lies there in the clearing?
Bleached white and draped in green strands
A mouse climbs over
Worms squirm under
A fox pup comes along and sniffs around
Nudging a white bowl in curiosity
But look! now the bleached object moves
A few pale digits twitch
The bowl rolls over and its plain to see
This is no jumble of old dry sticks
This is not a set of hoops and a ball
It's a sleeping skellington
No, don't worry; it's not dead
It's a living skellington, Daddy!

I am an exoskeleton
Falling to pieces
Half alive yet entirely dead
Crumbling and translucent
Delicate, and drifts, fluttering
With a single breath from someone
Nearby
I could be crushed or mangled
By a strike of the hand or a flick of a finger
But because I am considered beautiful and strange
I am kept preserved
The world revolves around beauty and
Oddities and I become one of these
Studied anomalies, a curiosity, merely
Because I am not like them
I am Oriental
And Occidental
I am a Southerner
And a Northerner
I am malnourished
Yet well fed
I am thin and short
But my stature belies my power
I am a geek, nerd, braniac, dork, and overachiever
But remain a stupid, ignorant, procrastinator
I am certainly an curio; a
Living
Breathing
Walking
Oxymoron

My life was steeped in darkness
Twisted trees blackly cracked the grey sky
I didn't know there could be such brightness
Until I found that place
That place of colour
And light
And fun
And love
I wanted it
I'd always wanted it
Without even knowing what I wanted
I tried to bring brightness to my twisted world
I strived for so long and so hard
But they couldn't understand
And the brightness was lost to all
Only then did I understand
I was the darkness
The darkness was me
And that was okay
Because the world needs darkness
But it also needs brightness
So I returned to darkness
And let the brightness shine without my corruption
But a little brightness shone in me

I use to think you were Jack
And that I was Sally
But I realized that
I was Jack,
Trying to figure out
Who I was,
Sick of the same thing
And that could fall apart
At any given moment
And you were Sally
Always falling apart
Being trapped
Trying to break free.

October climbs his porcelain spine
and reaches hand to frothing mind

it tries to pull out something delicate
and smooth
but comes apart like wet tissue paper

i have this dream that you show up here and we run
we run into those woods with our shoes off and cackle
fall on some roots and make out
make out with our roots
all alone
like Brian made out with his roots that night, remember?

we'll never look back,
because unexpectedly, you cast concern aside
and i'll abridge my blues for you
so you can sing it, too.

i'd leave everything, everything behind.

i want to see you
when i turn on the lights

Hello October!
I have missed you so
I have been counting down the days until I see you
and all that you have to show
Fall has been here for a week
We have already begun our holiday traditions
I am looking forward to seeing November too
you have no idea how much I have missed him
How have you been?
You look beautiful as ever
The crew will be complete
once we are in the arms of our dear friend cooler weather
Our other friends are on their way to town
to throw the best parties of the year
I am ecstatic to see Jack Skellington
things are always better when he is near
I am so excited to have you here for the next thirty days
I am ready to be gory
and insane in so many ways
It feels so good to hug you
you are just as I remember
I am so glad to have my best friend back
Welcome home October!

for not writing anything humorous in a while.
it's been a tough week but i'm now ready to pretend
that i'm actually funny and write some lines that are
not completely lame pieces about heartbreak. i ain't
over it yet but i soon will be. **** happens and
people leave  but there are few choices: i gotta deal.

**[writing about my night time conversations with plush
Jack Skellington a few moons ago intensifies]

He has always had this look in his eyes since the very first day we shook hands

He quotes parts of my favorite movies when he tries to make a point
He bakes the only type of cookies I will eat even though he cannot stand the taste of them

He does my laundry without asking me first so I have one less thing to worry about during the day

When I am sad he sings songs to me that his friends would laugh at him for

I went to borrow a sweater from his bedroom weeks ago and noticed that it smelled just like Fall, which is my favorite scent in the whole wide world

Even though he cannot stand sleeping with the lights on he never goes to sleep without turning on the Christmas lights in the living room because he knows how much they make me smile

On Halloween he dressed up as Jack Skellington and gave me a rose that smelled like a snowflake

On rainy days we sit outside watching the lightening even though he is terrified of it

On a game of truth or dare we were dared to share a kiss and when I leaned in to complete the dare, he backed away and said "Not like this"
On my birthday in July he took me to a rooftop where there was pizza and wine

The time on my phone said 8 o'clock

He took my hand and said "I am in love with you"

I squeezed his hand lightly and said "Me too" as we shared our first kiss