Another zombie knocked on the door

in the early evening October

glow supplied

by moonlight and red rouged faces,

dipping into their mother’s

make-up bag

and the drool of fake blood

that gets wiped on the ghost’s

off-white bedroom sheet

because the taste of chocolate

isn’t as nice when your plastic Dracula

chops get in the way

of chewing and smiling stuffed face

dripping…

…expectation;

zombie, ghost and ghoulie,

growling wolf, a mistaken ballerina

swearing and threatening robbery

with violence, as only