Stream of consciousness poem -- part 53

Chapter 53

October 31, 2011 – Hallowe’en Night!

Hallowe’en!

I love Hallowe’en night

Or I did

And if it’s not

Unseemly

I

Still do

My son

Once again

Is Max

King of All

Wild Things

My brother

Has volunteered

To stay home

Answer the door

And hand out candy

I keep asking,

"You’re sure?”

My brother

Also wants

A costume

He is six foot, three

With wild hair

A wild beard

And still

Wild eyes

“Do you have

A long black coat?”

I ask

I know 

The answer

I moved his clothes

From his house

To mine

He retrieves

The long, black, military coat

From his borrowed

Closet

He puts on

The coat

And underneath

He slips a

Pillow

I muss

His already-wild hair

“You’re Hagrid”

I tell him

And

For one night

He is

Hallowe’en!

I love Hallowe’en night

Or I did

And I

Still do