Monday, November 1, 2010

Whose Halloween Is It Anyway?


Many a night
when I try hard to sleep,

Howling dogs
prey on my hidden insecurities....
Hooting owls
send me eerie messages
of forthcoming misfortune....
Blind bats
rush past me
to feed on the blood of god forsaken creatures...

During the day
when I feel free as a lark
scary scarecrows in green fields
stare at me smugly....
Black cats
send shivers down my spine
as they circle around me and mew mockingly....

Day and Night -
I am caught in the tentacles of time.
Each trying to wickedly overtake the other,
playing a dangerous game
of fun and fear
drowning all my arrogant assumptions
of my supposedly dominating presence.

Making me wonder..
Whose Halloween is it anyway?
Mine or Theirs?