spooky

fiery colors compete,

clashing

i chew the air, 

chilling

spiders and skeletons conjure comfort.

skulls captivate me. 

they’re cool!

not creepy. carving 

pumpkins, i clench

my hands into fists & choke 

the inside contents.

creating carnage, 

slimy seeds creep

through my knuckle cracks

and collapse, leaving chunky

remnants in crevices 

and under my crusty

fingernails. can i confess?

my obsession cannot be contained.

crawling through the woods

cavernously

chasing smells. i’m compelled

to collect every

crumb

as crisp leaves crumble 

into dust

carried 

away. nothing’s close to comparable.

i can’t control these cravings.