seraphim

oooh
ohhhhhhh
ahhhhhhh
eeeeeeeeeeeeee
whoooo.

HeLL O
Pages and pages of memorabelia
all night and all day
some might say.
a year older
to the 30th day.

Of October the night
before the fright
of terrifying make-up jobs
for them it robs
all of our oxygen.

Soon to be forgotten
all the apples rotten
on the beds
of leaves
and the ground
so round
when you look at it from the universe.