dressed up like an angel
powerful in white and gold
every ghost and goblin afraid
the head of a lion
the willfulness of a man
my boss is God
I would say
be gone
a humming bird’s needle nose
sucking, sipping, the evil
from devilish souls
whimpering
orange puppies
hide in bushes
seek out the rain
it won’t help them
indeed rain burns
peels orange skin
from orange flesh
spits out its seeds
shreds earth into mounds
flame colored balls
their eyes cut out
wasted in the trash
a nearby ghost sheds his coat
casts it over a pool of blood
it rises it dribbles
over my largest toe
desperate to end this game
give and get hide and find
I use my hidden strength
make it right
then go home to bed
like the rest of the kids do
when Halloween is over.
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