Devil's Night

It's breath playing a sanguine song upon the leafless branches, howls and police sirens make up the bells and whistles

Emptiness in all directions save for a black cat that has ran across my hood then sat in my yard looking to me like it was trying to tell me something

I gave the key a twist and my engine ignited and beams of light from the front killed any lingering shadows that were dancing there

Still the turquoise pupil followed as I turned a corner and noticed an elderly woman desperately attempting to catch my eye

I pushed my foot like lead and sped past, I will not be caught off guard tonight is when the things that bump walk hand in hand and door to door

All of a sudden I'm lost in a haze a cyclonic dizzying mess and I find my self upon the cold wetness of a street pavement at midnights crown

I can't move and my lights are dimming like my backup generator also was stolen by a thief in the night

Then in my failing vision the woman I tried to ignore was looking upon me and smiling from ear to ear

She spoke and her voice sounded like two pieces of styrofoam being rubbed together and it was warm and dripped from her lips onto my brow

She said as I lay there fading into nothingness "tonight's the night the devil rides, it hopes he hopes to find a bride, or souls to be sold for the perfect price, you shouldn't leave home on devils night!