On Halloween our lane  travels to many a year agoelectricity it vanishesand only the hearths and candles glow Gaslights burn dim and wise where vehicles no longer park trees grow twice their size beneath the moonlit dark  Sidewalks revamp themselves in brick the leaf strewn...

stir the spirit's mists then callit is callously you announce yourselftender of spirit I tune you outbreathing down my back thinking I won't bitecivility is for those civilhunted grace, I am guardedmortal grin then spityou're at war with yourself...

  The scene has been staged, to isolate the rageI'm packing a twelve gageFinding myself in need of powers as old as the cosmosI did the same as most Begging unknown deities for favors and giftsTo stop the pain and mend...

  I don't need anybody showing me the flaws in my designI think that I was born with a good heart, but a fucked up mindOf course there are those that won't agreeThey will only believe that I'm just truly...