This is the time of year when
you can find a severed hand in the pears
birds swirl in the air
the sky falls in puddles.
and I'm glad of a tough friend like Milan
when there are skeletons and chickens in windows
and on delis.
This is the time of year when
I might howl at the moon
be tempted up steps towards black doors
where people without meat on hang in windows.
Gosh! I hope you are not too scared!
So here is a picture of me and Charlotte from this morning
and me safe at home having a nap.
I hope you have a super duper Halloween
love
from
Buster
