i'm really glad i get to have you
at this stage in my life, leaf raking and
jack o' lantern carving, caramel apple
eating then regretting, dancing like a
witches' coven around bonfires.
there's something about the way
you look at me, that makes me wonder
what it would be like to start crocheting,
and baking pumpkin pies, and sipping
on cider while cuddling. maybe dye
my hair coral orange and pick up a
lightly spooky book to read just to see
if my lifetime supply of horrors and tricks
is still giving or not.
i kind of wish i had met you when
i was younger, but i am really glad
that i get to have you now.
YOU ARE READING
OF SANITY AND MOODS AND SUCH
PoésieWelcome ghosts and mischievous tricksters. In this season of delightful spooks and devious treats, this mini poetry chapbook explores frightful fears and possession like it's a horror film, but outside, the autumn leaves fall down, and you're wrappe...
