Halloween; 1983 Poem by Shannon Walker
Halloween; 1983
I saw the death cloud at sixteen,
And the murky guilt that floated along
Behind it, hovering over everything; and
I knew that stink would never
Come out of their clothes. Never;
Everyone in the room was tainted,
Especially the kids.
They went from animosity
To self-loathing
In a single afternoon.
Sunday, July 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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7/25/2025 8:28:29 AM # 1.0.0
Everything about this poem is disturbing. Well done!