it’s been fun
reading books that
aren’t my normal reading vibe
i’ve been getting sucked in
[as much as i can when surrounded by
the chaos of the mta]
and i just want to have
more commute
in order to read more of these
spooky books
throughout this spooky month
but first i gotta finish this one
which is only my second book
of fifteen
thirteen more await me
and i am
so
damn
stoked
halloween type music
to startle start my day
and cozy up into
spooky season
i love it
i love it
i love it
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
At least
[at least]
We still have
[for now]
Halloween
we’re getting closer
and closer
and closer
to spooky time
and i cannot help but feel
this halloween season is a little
lackluster—perhaps what with the being busy
perhaps with the fact that the administration is doing
far scarier things than the imaginary haunts and ghouls
ever could [a human monster is always so much worse], but
i wish i could enjoy october in the way i usually do…
but i simply don’t think that’s in the cards right now
and, honestly, that’s ok
spooky season
starting out with
the scariest thing of all:
Grand Jury Duty
things i am looking forward to
as the season changes
from summer to fall:
not needing the a/c units blasting all the time
the smell of brewing pumpkin spice coffee wafting through the house
spooky music for morning pages
spooky things everywhere
the smell of fallen leaves being stepped on
the sound of fallen leaves being stepped on
the lessening of all these mosquitos
and feeling like the crisp wind has forced me
AWAKE
after months of lazy hazy summer days turned to nights turned to days
there is an ephemeral liminalness to autumn
that even though it harkens the coming of my most hated season
i still do love its passing by
halloween nails
and a halloween sweatshirt
and a spooky rib
that keeps moving out of place
on its own
like it’s haunted
i think i’m already ready
for thursday
spooky Halloween day,
grey clouds blotting out the rising sun/
the apprehension as evening approaches
our last-minute costumes not quite done/
and the excitement to see children enjoying everything scary,
and friends visiting to help with vibes and such
i suppose this Halloween can still be awesome
[i’ve had doubts ever since last year’s COVID Halloween —
lonely, sickly, and distanced —
but it can be good again/
it can be good again]
at least spooky time is spooky
and if nothing else
i can look forward to
the vibes
these times
bring
