Halloween: A Cautionary Tale

It is an old story, but it bears repeating, if only so you might be spared.

It starts with a boy.


Or a girl.


Depending on where you're looking at it from.

What did they see in each other?



No one could say. Perhaps it was a recognition of some shared fundamental of character, like an utter lack of class.


























Or maybe it was all just sex.




It's unknowable really. Slowly though, they twisted each others minds. They couldn't help it.

Try as he might to hold on to his past,


it was no use. One can not steer the whirlwind.


Let us look now at our poor boy, what has become of him?

Gaudy and alone, unkempt and checkered. Are those glasses all for show, or do they hide a slight sadness in his eyes? His arms stretch wide, but don't confuse a magnanimous gesture with the desire for a hug. His Halloween's, they barely belong to him any more.







He is a shell for all to see. At least though, he will tell you, the sex has gotten better.


Be careful on Halloween kids. There is just no telling.