Halloween is now the second most popular holiday, right behind Christmas. Adults sure have taken to it. I was engaged in a discussion about psychoanalytic defense mechanisms earlier. Reaction Formation, in particular, but adults dressing up seems to say a lot about the unconscious. Is it a surprise a lot of women want to be a slut? Slutty nurse, slutty cat, slutty slut slut slut? Just a curiousity to me. No one seems to want to dress up as Jonas Salk or Ghandi (maybe the Hare Krishna) from Dawn of the Dead.
Also, does anyone else remember a decade or so ago Halloween was so on the outs that trick or treating was canceled in a lot of places in favor of school parties? There just wasn't much interest. Anyway, Halloween is back. And I have some poems to commemorate it.
Vampyre
Who's vein will my fetid fang
Flay this night and let flow
The scarlet scroll that feeds
My perfidious thirst?
What trick in my trove
Or treat of the flesh
Will she trade for
That hearbeat brief
Flight into fancy
And aeon's Fall
Into damnation?
Zombie
with your brains
in my brawn
we're unstoppable
Wolfman
being a Wolfman is
tear tear tear
terrific.
Unpleasant dreams.