Halloween Dreamscape
Fear rises in the back of my throat
Like saliva, it sputters in my mouth
Eroding my senses with apprehension
Reminiscing with dread of night tremors
Touching cold bones with a caress
From the criminal minds who blast
Darkness into the light, yearning for
Storms that will allow them to fight
All the gentle thoughts that might come
Into the heart who knows that this night
Halloween, is merely a holiday, not a
Dreaded gloomy nocturnal dreamscape
Happy Day, everyone !!!
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