Treasure Island

Trucker Jeff

(1/4/64 / Illinois)

Haunted October


Where comes the darkness
that would swallow October and haunt the moon?

The month that is touched by Lucifer's kiss.
The shadow that would roll across September

darkens as the month grows old and the season late.
All the fallen things of blackness

dance out in celebration, like a child on Christmas morn.
October was the season born on Abel's dying scream!

When a grain offering wasn't enough it cried
'GIVE ME BLOOD! '

And the angel of light basked in the glow from that...
Bewitched moons illumination.

Alas a season a season born of murder.
Death's frosted breath rattles the very leaves from the trees

and sleeps the whole earth in an icy grave, with just one touch,
and Satan's cloven hoof marks pock

the frosted Earth till Heaven's son
steps from the grave and Satan takes his place.

Submitted: Saturday, June 24, 2006
Edited: Tuesday, August 10, 2010
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