Halloween Poem by Robert Rorabeck

I met a woman
Named Halloween.
She was already
Married.
She was a distant
Relative.
Her eyes were candy
Her lips were candy
Her legs were candy too.
When everyone was
Away
She played tricks on
Me.
She gave her treats
To me.
Halloween
Undressed
And prowled around
The room
And through the house
Our shadows
Detached and made
Love
In the laughing flicker
Of Jack O Lanterns
Until Sunset
And the night’s
Parade
When strangers came
Knocking on the door,
Married men,
Distant relatives,
Uncles whose names I
Can’t remember.
Each time she gave
Herself to them,
French-kissing them
Pressing against them
Her dribbled sugars
Through the threshold.
Her name was Halloween.
Her eyes were candy.
Her lips were candy.
Her legs were candy too.