All Hallows’ Eve

This night 

when we rage over the town

costumed like the dead

begging for sugar 

deliberately plunging our 

heads and hands into terror

over and over 

and letting the neighborhood 

ring with our shrieking

who cares if the

spirits are roistering with us 

let’s do it again.

Our wild hunt is just 

beginning as the sun sets

and we’re looking for the 

horned king to run 

the exanimate damned

out of town 

tonight we’ll be 

electrified by this 

adventurous passage

through the dark 

causeways of the heavens

black from the sun’s departure.

I hope that you too

are keeping an eye out 

and watching the burning 

fires for signs of mischief 

maybe you are leading 

your own pack of predators 

wild in revelry

through the haunted streets

I wouldn’t put it past you.