Poetry

Spooktown, 8 (282.)

Ohs hit,
it’s time for all kinds of
party invitations,
and most of them involve
some version of the following:
“Wear a costume.”
I know that it’s, well,
the season and all,
and I definitely don’t mind
wearing some kind of mask
day in and day out,
but I’m usually too lazy
and too uninspired
to actually get a legit costume.
But I want to celebrate something,
as long as it’s on a small scale
and it’s safe and
fun
and damn it, I guess
I’ll go costume-shopping.

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