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A Hideous
Halloween!
Ghastly grimaces
galore
Gruesome Gut-wrenching
guffaws
Grim and grisly gore-gluttoners!
Cruel cacophonous
cackles
Calamitous cranium
crunching
Creepy chest
cavity-crushing!
Blood-boiling
barbecues
Brain-bashing
bamboozlers
Bombastic belly
barfing!
Titillating toe
twisting
Terrifying tarantula
tormentors
Intolerable intestine
torching!
And above all
Heinous horrifying
helldaciousness
Haunting howling
hysteria
And harrowing
Halloween hideousness!
Zombie Love
I
love how your dry eye droops out of your cavernous dark socket
I
adore how your rough parchment tongue tickles mine
Your long brittle fingernails rake across my bare chest in torturous caresses of
bloody agony
The little black spiders crawling out of your ears and corners of your mouth
make me giggle with glee
The bleached white bones gaping in your arms, legs, and torso makes me wild with
gruesome ecstasy
The shriveled gnarly entrails I gaze through your ribcage makes me groan with
desire
Your stringy grey hair is fragile gossamer webbing
That glues itself to my whole body as we embrace
In passionate undulating creaking throes of death . . .
We morbidly orgasm together as we ravenously eat each others’ brains out!
AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh!!!!!!
No sweat oozes from our dry pores
No soft elegant flesh writhes in malleable motions in wild undulations . . .
No shrieks of liveliness cracks the air around us . . .
Just two harshly shrieking, bone-crunching, creaking, thrashing,
Parchment-skinned, hideous creatures of the undead doing their sick and twisted
thang . . .
Aaaaaahhh . . . . zombie love!
Halloween Time
Greasy grimy gopher guts
Worse than smelly cigarette butts;
Slimy grimy slippery worms
And
awful hideous germs;
Rotten dried-up
zombie brains
And
old skeleton men with clicking canes;
Blood-sucking
vampires with red-dripping
fangs
Goblins, ghosts and ghouls running in gangs;
Bewarted green-faced
witches
And
nervous corpses with twitches;
Ragged stumbling mummies
Who
irreparably lost their mommies;
Slashed, gashed, and trashed victims
Inflicted with hideous symptoms;
A
squirmy rat with squealings
Crunchy blood-fried
batwings
And
glaring rubbery eyes in a hag's stew
Top
it off by throwing in an old shoe!
Spell-casting
wizards
And
lizards eating their gizzards;
Skeletons, skulls, and bones
Found in the locker of Davie Jones!
Even scum like pirates and buccaneers
Are
required to offer their evil sneers;
Cobwebs with spiders
And
other big toothed biters;
Haunted houses and maniac mansions
Creepy basements and dreaded dungeons
Putrid pits and pendulums
Always the prisoner’s
conundrum
A
tribute to Edgar Allan Poe
Writer of many tales of terror, doncha know
This is the way of Halloween
There's no in between
No
gray areas here
Only a grim and ghastly sneer
This is the time of Halloween
As
you have clearly seen!
Wizard's Lizards
Gizzards and other Nonsense Blizzards
I've seen wizards
trapped in blizzards with their lizards eating gizzards
And I've gawked at
wicked witches with switches that gave you twitches
And I've gandered at
slashers and gashers and bashers and mashers.
I've glared at
dancing skeleton men with skeleton keys clanging around their boney necks
And I've glowered at
worm-infested, gauze-wrapped stumbling mumbling mummies
And I've witnessed
howling werewolves in need of extra-strength breath mints.
I’ve gawped at
stomping Frankenstein monsters with their shoelaces to lose and neck screws too
tight
And I've spied geeks,
sneaks, and creeps herd into that killer Chiller Diller Thriller Theater
And I've gaped in
shock when crazy creatures, monstrous monsters, and demented demons came out!
But these are nothing
compared to me!
Because I'm a
bone-crunching, blood-gushing
Eyeball-munching,
brain-sucking
Innards-devouring,
spine-splitting, rib-tickling,
Foot-fetishing,
finger-licking, snot-sniveling,
Hellraising,
corpse-chomping zombie from hell!
Bwoooo-Hahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
A Night of
Fright!
This night
is very scary
This time
is very hairy
This place
is very creepy
There's no
way you’d get sleepy
It's full
of heebie-jeebies and jeepers-creepers
So I hope
there's no high wall leapers
‘Tis an
awful harrowing night
It's a
night so full of fright
It's
fraught with witches and warlock
So you'd
better keep your door locked
And there
are ghouls and ghosts and goblins
All with
sneers and snarls and grimaces and grins
They’re
hooting and howling
And
giggling and yowling
You'll
notice their creepy scary faces
Of anything
nice there are no traces
And yet
most of them are very small
Not a one
is at all very tall
And they
come collecting candy, goodies, and treats
With big
bags aholding -- boy, they’re little sneaks!
Dancing and
skipping along the streets, to and fro
From door
to door they come and go
And when a
door opens, they sing their age-old Halloween bleat:
"Trick or
treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat!"
And the
once-frightened house-dwellers are now relieved
For these
are but children, they now perceive
And now we
have seen
That it's
only Halloween!
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Copyright by 2007 by R. R. Stark
Bamblebrush Press
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