It reminds me of Halloween back in Sacramento. Enjoy!

Dark Matter

Tonight, my lone trick or treater
was Death, a late teenage boy
out late after all the little kids were long in.

He rang my door bell and said “Thank you”
for the peanut butter cups, then returned
to his beat up Toyota and sputtered away.

I stood there and watched after him
for a whole minute.  I still
have a lot of candy left and I wish

Pestilence and Famine and War
would come by and have some
before I have to dress up

as Gluttony, and finish it off myself. 

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Author: Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.

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