October 2024, Poetry challenge A: Oh this is just horrible

[vagrantx]

And the clock strikes 12!

October's over, and so is my little challenge. It was fantastic to read all your spooky, gothic, morbid, gross and wonderful poems. Thank you, everyone, for participating. I really do appreciate it!

 

[Angeline]

Deliver Me From Evil

My therapist hates Halloween.

She won't even touch the candy
offered and expounds on this
as I work, industriously curling
my arms up, stretching, feeling
my heart rate increase, breath
ease as my lungs expand

and so I'm grateful in spite of her
droning about praise and sin
and would I like to pray with her?

Oh god.

I put down the dumbbell and gaze
at her beseeching face. Look
honey. I don't believe in anything
you've said aside from the actual
therapy stuff. Feel free to pray
for me, but I don't want to hear
any more about it. Ok?

She seems crushed but nods
and sticks to the program.

I'll pray the exercises work.
I'll pray my lung capacity
doesn't decrease further,
but it occurs to me that today,
on Halloween, she's the scariest
thing I've seen.

 

[29wordsforsnow]

as storms rage outside
silver tongues snatch
their biggest treasure
butterfly wings' roar
turned to doldrums
by the pointed sound
on the glass flooring
a world apart shatters
the call for help invites
the native insects' doom
entrapped in a public prison​