‘Tis that time of year again, the witching hours upon us.
To sow the seeds of mystery, of horror and disgust.
Trick-or-treaters walking hand in hand, dressed in clothes of the macabre,
As the days give in to the nights, as the light becomes the dark.
The witching hours upon us; friends, heed my every word…
Lock your doors, turn off your lights, and give in to the absurd!
Cast aside your thoughts of logic and find solace in reverie,
For the witching hour is here, my friends; enjoy this Halloween!
About the Creator
Mat Barnsley
I strive to make sense of the world through writing. I break it apart, twist it, and bend it until it reflects new light. I invite you to see the world cast through my written stained-glass windows.
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Comments (2)
So accurate and easy to grasp. I don't celebrate Halloween bur I'll save it for a friend who does .lol
So accurate and easy to grasp. I don't celebrate Halloween bur I'll save it for a friend who does .lol