Moulinette Rouge
the sanguine pumpkin blended a cautionary tale in anticipation
whipped a bit of cream and cinnamon essence into the mix and
disguised her devious trickery with the fragrant candle of death
vampires camouflaged as a venture-capitalists hung on to the skin
counted their rewards with sweet diabolical fangs and squashed
any sense of trickery as pulp met fiction and friction for treats
modern day pagans opened their home but clutched their wallets
‘direct debit and credit cards only’ they tried their best to hold on
to what they cherished most and offered a few stale Easter Eggs
Christmas approached fast and the blood of Christ in the manger
played trickery on paralyzed children in need of candy and hope
which had become alien concepts wrapped in greed and deceit
a Pied Piper was so small thought that he crept through the door
slipped by and raided the safe box hidden in the Scrooge’s pantry
feasting on silver shillings and dirty bills of all denominations
‘Fallow Sheen’ he shouted and recited from the Halloween Bible
in which transparency was so obvious one could see the Lord
dressed in an abduction of meaning draped around halo and loins
the Moulinette put on lip stick mascara and rouge to save her blushes
sharpened its blades and crushed Faustian pact made in seasonal hell
18th October 2020
Halloween Contest
Sponsor Emile Pinet
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2020
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