Halloween is a lovely time of year
until you find yourself the
Jack-o-Lantern
hollowed out
just sitting there
putting on a smile
lit from the inside
through outside
help
because there
was no way
you would
shine that bright
on your own
carving a jagged mouth
not too creepy
don't want to scare the kids
not too happy
don't want to be a bore
juice running
like tears
down cheeks of
orange
you'll have your night
your big claim to fame
soon
but it's hard to see
everyone else's sliced grin
when the candle meant
to illuminate
blinds you
just remember
you all end up
in the same bin
once the sun rises
