Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Richard Schnap - Hollow Halloween / Subterraneans

Hollow Halloween
First came the witches
Eager to cast spells
Who encountered a world
Already in a trance
Then came the werewolves
Hungry for fresh meat
Who only found other
Carnivorous beasts
Next came the phantoms
Risen from the grave
Who discovered dead souls
That haunted themselves
For while they all slept
Waiting for their time
A new age of monsters
Had made them obsolete
Subterraneans
In the tunnels of my memory
Dwell the creatures of my youth
The night-stalking vampires
Who preyed upon each other
The zombies whose cold hunger
Was guided by remote control
The black-leathered witches
Whose touch turned souls to ice
The aliens whose faces
Bore a thousand eyes
The bloodthirsty werewolves
Hidden behind beguiling masks
But now they all lie buried
In the graveyard of my dreams
The monsters I befriended
In a world that is no more
Richard Schnap is a poet, songwriter and collagist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. His poems have most recently appeared locally, nationally and overseas in a variety of print and online publications.

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