it’s october
it’s october!
it’s spooky season
the spoopiest time of year
a moment of witches and werewolves
and spiders and ghosts and full moon eyes of black cats
and vampires and scary stories and one flickering candle left in an
otherwise darkened room
of music with theremins and organs
and sound effects that send a chill up your spine
where skeletons can meet up with their kind
and dissonantly play their bones
like xylophones
until the coming morning