All Hallows Eve In the Year of the Plague
As Halloween approaches
I wonder if any bold spirits
will venture out to maintain
a long forgotten pagan rite
and if they’ll don a Darth Vader
mask or wear a more sensible
and hygienic tight fitting
mouth and nose covering?
Regardless, there will be a light
in my crudely carved pumpkin
and I’ll wear my mask and
gloves to dole out sweet
nothings to any intrepid
souls who venture
to my door.
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