You load film with frozen hands
Orange leaves stick to your Vans
Bus stop sign reads Halloween
Destination nowhere seen
Lantern glow paints oil-slick streets
Your lens catches what darkness eats
Lantern puddles mirror skulls
Witch hats float on evening pulls
Skeleton keys turn rusted locks
Camera clicks past skeleton clocks
You frame a porch with plastic fangs
Flash illuminates candy gangs
Black cat crosses cracked driveway
Shutter snaps in timed display
Lantern glow paints oil-slick streets
Your lens catches what darkness eats
Lantern puddles mirror skulls
Witch hats float on evening pulls
Skeleton keys turn rusted locks
Camera clicks past skeleton clocks
You ride the last bus past the graveyard
Iron gates bent stone unguarded
Mausoleum doors hang wide
Wind plays pipes you can't hide
Film advances frame by frame
Each shot calls the dead by name
Developer smells like grave dirt
Pictures show where spirits flirt
Lantern puddles mirror skulls
Witch hats float on evening pulls
Skeleton keys turn rusted locks
Camera clicks past skeleton clocks
You step off at terminal row
Pocket full of afterglow
Contact sheet dries in bathroom stall
Halloween fits in your palm small
Lantern puddles mirror skulls
Witch hats float on evening pulls
Skeleton keys turn
