The sky may well appear
The colour of the carved-out pumpkin’s eye
Perhaps not time to celebrate
But high time that we start to question why
The colour of
Unique brand of fake-tan;
Who is the Jack-o’-Lantern
At the heart of all this horrorshow?
Well, don’t ask me, I wouldn’t know!
I’ll leave the answer up to you.
Nor could I guess his heart’s desire:
Perhaps to set the world on fire?
Please stop him, if you can.
I am a poet and writer who has had my work published at Free Verse Revolution and in the Anthology 'Poetry in the Time of Coronavirus, Volume Two.' I am working on my first novel, as well as a collection of poems and a travel journal of my life in Slovenia. You can read more of my work at my website - Experiments in Fiction.