This Scarecrow Road
written by: Jim Bellamy
this scarecrow road, as naped in ghosts as slaughter,
heeds a chilly pumpkin Escariot,
o this midnight halloween-writ raises dolls from water.
as we tread for swinging ghouls, a devil under us
bangs in scarred hands where a puller’s night crush
carries a sister’s tricky treater of topped carry-cut
snakers of bobbing apple-corpses.
this scarecrow road, as popped in head as stormers,
walks a midnight row…..& crowed devil-dawners
share deadened lips with a bleeded lucifuge…
a winch of fallen gallows tree-hangs old hosts,
a witch of falons mallows a sea-hag’s ropes,
& we dig for turniped scissor-wine when bodies
bag mess up in a wasted teasing house of voices.
all-hallows-weave strides this scarecrow road
all-killers-weeds strangle a bruised insect lobe
& toads go down
Jim Bellamy
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