Murder, and other hobbies

A Halloween themed poem The night is darkas the lady is quaintspruced up in paintbarely hiding her beautythe night is young as her temperament, restfulher glidings zestfultune tapped on the cobbles a Halloweeny teeny bopping on naive plimsolls into an All Hallows’ Eve’ing, haunting the streetsfrolicking in sickly perfume sprightly skin drenchesmy attention – O’Continue reading “Murder, and other hobbies”