Halloween Pumpkin
Pumpkin pulp, the pumpkins' brains.
Dew been soaked in stringy chains.
Pale white seeds on slippery slime.
Juices thin in runny chime.
Guts of clammy pulp with gas.
Pressure dropped by knives that pass.
Open lid to wobble shut.
Candle lit through eyes been cut.
Perky stem that's bent in spite.
Twisted, tortured; left in fright.
Scaly skin a clamour grip.
Orange and blinding orchard blip.
Harvest gorge a hallowed meal.
Prancing rats go 'round on heel.
Straw splayed beds weighed down and pressed.
Heavy pumpkins plump and blessed.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2014
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