Monday, October 3, 2011

torture

pumpkins pokin’ their heads
thru the soil like the dead
takin’ one last look around
to see if anything’s changed
if anything’s different puttin’
their orange noggins within
the guillotine’s reach for one
last gasp of a life left behind
given over to the knife & the
flame to the haunt of
halloween

ke

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