Invocation

the rattling rhythm
                  of my skeleton dancing
                       to/ its own /nervous-tune
     finger bones shaking
                    skull     splitting
                               
                I come alive
                           & resurrect
               to gulp your pulse
                      

                   the monster of Halloween/I/
                            disturb paper sheets
                                         & empty screens
                                     I hide not
                            (under the bed)
                         I just simply decide
                                          when to revive
                                and entwine your mind
                                        in thorns

–LM