Samhain a month away .
but I want to celebrate it today.
Autumn waits pumpkins dance .
and I look for new romance .
in life .
so grab a knife
crave a pumpkin face
try some new recipes.
Grab some sage
Cause Samhain never age.
I'm not boy or girl enough for earth .
Been tossed between two lines .
Masculine and feminine signs .
Gender roles and lady like appeal .
Is not how I feel .
My ego faded.
Into the trash can.
I'm not a man .
Or lady like
Just in the middle of the road
With rings of a toad
My soul is burning
With this two gender things
Government and societies always pulling strings
Trying to make us into their image
The open mic went well. I nervously read my poem and I faced my fear.
If anyone is in the San Francisco area.
I'm going to a open mic at 6:30..pm at medicine for nightmares bookstore, to recite one of my poems. It's going to be exciting. I'm the one with blue hair
I wish the vamp cams would work here.
The Joker.....Criminally entertaining for all eyes to see .
He fascinated me .
With his full on manic .
Expressive full on panic .
Energy, even giving batman run for his money
Always smiling even when gloom or sunny
Keeps on going with intense unpredictable emotions
His soul like blue oceans
Dark like the phanta
Twisted humours berserk attitude
That never ends
Beauty with the devilish twinkle in her eyes
Perfect ambition full of ego, all packed in ones fit all size
Of women's liberation icon spreads like newspapers
Even Batman on the tallest skyscrapers
Can't seem to catch her
Shes full exploded firecrackers
Can't be traced by the latest trackers
Or be found out by the most notorious hackers
She's always on the go
Keeping up with personality and flow
Hard to love relationships always faded
Once she dated
Daddy lil monster was in the past
Now she must make memories last
Especially with Joker and Poison Ivy
Trick or treat.
The clowns dance on their feet.
Swinging with their mallets.
Eating from their palates.
Full of horror in their pockets
Like a speeding rocket
Go off to Halloween grounds
Endless candy jump scares
Enough to send your hairs
So grab cup
Of sweet punch
Here's a pic of me.
And love spells
Ringing on hallows eve
Halloween where all the freaks .
With purple highlights and streaks .
Come out to play .
It's all about trick or treat .
In sexy appeals
With high heals
Nurses and seductive vampyres allure
And pranks occur
Rotten eggs and toilet paper in trees
Halloween where I want to be
Oh wicked is fun at times for her .
Especially when revenge occurs.
Mmm! Her sin
She delights in
Laughing her soul to Beelzebub
Evil is ok but wicked is at the top
On her agenda
Enjoys her wicked ways
Grim reaper .
With my soul going in deeper .
Engaging in sweet romance .
With dark rhymes and dance .
To the moonlight .
Surrender my mortality for him
My body my mind my spirit
Belongs to palm of his hands
I carry my coffin in the rain drops .
It drips and stops.
Near the highway, racing and panics .
Just like Xanax.
For the soul .
I lost my sanity long ago .
It faded with the wind of time .
Mixed in with this nursery rhyme .
My coffin is open for all to see
Come and be
In a world of vampires
Fan fiction and admires
Lilith my powerful anchor
Keeps me calm and stable
You inspire me to be able
Even though I'm considered to be disable
You give me strength for another day
And what else can I say.
Lilith you are a dark beauty that inspires me
Magick spells in her eyes .
Glittering like a mystical sunrise .
Full of surprise .
She brings .
Like a vampyre witch she glows .
Her body flows .
With mother nature on her side .
She can be never die
She often take a ride
Planting her seed
Knowing too, the magick is in you. To make things come true.
Vampires and werewolves oh my.
What a strange way to die .
Being drained of life forces .
Awhile being shredded like a million horses .
And will I become both.
The world watches you frown .
Awhile, you try to reach for that crown .
A hater .
A sadistic dictator .
You can break laws.
One of your many flaws
You can shot someone on 5th avenue
And everyone will adore you
When it comes to you
Everyone follows you like sheep
Your the wolf taking a big leep.
Devouring the 14th constitution
Your power and fusion
On the flip side
You will self destruct in time
Often sleeps in the cemetery
In the daytime
And night she gives a witchy rhyme
"Oh spirit of the dark come dance with me
Let us be
Let's not wait for the sun
For the moon
Please come soon"
Everyday she repeats this
Until the spirit come and possess her
That's when strange things occur.
Like howling at the moon and turning beastly.
In her occulted black hoodie
From the dark shadows
Casting and chanting
Is Carol Jo
With devotions to the creatures of the night
She too, is a vampyre and wiccan
She is proud of who she is.
No one can bully her into being mundane.
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