durtypoet's blog: "my durty thoughts"

a pumpkins chagrin... pumpkin, would you rather not smile that cheshire cat grin? has it cut once too often your silence and skin? hallowed outside but hollow within? pumpkin, do you dream of november? licking the wounds of a scorching but beautiful ember? would you rather not even remember? pumpkin, tell me.. how did you stumble, where did it begin? did you try once too often to wager and win? pretty to pieces and lost in the spin.. pumpkin, will you ever grow weary of clamor and sin? all the cheshire incisions that leak your pulse thin. where wonder bleeds out and winter seeps in... dg