a very deviant Halloween

I’m waiting for the skin to peel off your human suit
     waiting for the smorzando
                 & fall away

           I’m sweet like poisonous licorice
    I’m sweet like the good witch
           who did nothing good lately

       I suppose the only thing left to roll off
             are the fishnets
                   I suppose the predictable pale
        fool me twice visage has left little kids
                           tackling tears in the drive

                                    I hoped to peek outside
                   & find my cauldron bubbling
                                  I might have several times

             but their meat was not tenderized


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