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Halloween ticket

Get me a ticket to ride the wind
Far above this spinning world,
Somewhere up above
Where witches ride on brooms.

Let me invite you to come.
Ride along with me to higher realms
Where we can touch ghouls,
Scream with banshees, 
And dance with ghosts from the past.

Maybe we can have cider with the moon,
Marvel at bats flying around,
And chat about the hell on earth.

We'll never know unless we go.

So let's put this place and time 
With its melodramatic ways
Into our back pockets, 
And forget about it.

Meet me at midnight 
Where the vampires are waiting.
We'll howl at the moon with werewolves,
And dance on graves alongside zombies.

Tomorrow if we're lucky,
We'll wake up dead, 
But more alive than we've ever been.

Here's your ticket.

© 2022 Loly Rinn
Photo by Lan Gao on Unsplash
Published inLatest Poetry

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