Cheesy "Sense of Time" poem I wrote for my Advanced Creative Writing class last year.
Finale of the Tenth
All Hallows Eve is orange and black,
the colour of jack-o-lanterns and night.
All Saint's Eve feels like bats in my veins
and magic in the breeze.
Oktober's end smalls like rubber,
plastic, nylon, and polyester.
October 31st tastes like candy,
drugs, and someone else's face paint.
Hallowe'en is my favorite day.
Hope you enjoyed.