tricks and/or treats...

these treats are tricky, you hollow wieners!
look closely,
that's not steam escaping the hot-off-the-griddle glops and blops
of vegetable-based bangin' breakfast...
it's a mutha-lickin' specter.
spirited memories and masterful morningtimes,
from the frying pan to the hot fire to the big fat hungry mouth.

there're many many soybeans' zombified body-parts
composing (not decomposing) this big flippin' breakfast.
tofu scramble,
vegetarian soysage,
fake bacon,
heck,
there's even soymilk in the tea,
and pretend butter on the toast.
that's a lot of vegan thunder, duders.
shhhhh,
listen closely,
that's not a spooky ghoul wailing...
...it's my butthole exploding.
oooooOooOOoooooo-oooOh!
***********
it's all-hallow's eve,
and the oh-so-a'spooky times are teeming.
it's also Samhain.
summer's end.
the beginning of the dark half of the year.
c'mon.
if pumpkins and fires are your thing,
(and they are SO my thing, ninjas),
then the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress
is the place to be tonight.
a samhain berserker barbarian battle-blaze,
a lightning-striking viking banquet,
and a whole buttload of tricks,
and treats,
and ghostly goodness.
october's over.
yet again, a whole month has blasted past,
and only the cold nights and the dreams therein
left laising around after the fact.
october.
hallowe'en.
samhain.
pan de muerte,
pumpkin seeds,
grease paint,
and greasier gluttony.
trick.
OR treat.
it's happening.
i am grateful for the time i have been given.
the dark half starts now,
but there's always gonna be bright spots.
lights that never go out an' that;
never quiet, never soft.....