2006 (Coffee Shop of Horrors):

Smell the autumn wind
bringing with it harvest time
cider and donuts.

Telling spooky tales
around the fire late at night,
the stuff of legend.

She’s got the jitters:
Scary movie, late at night,
or too much caffeine?

Waiting all week long
for my grande Sugar Bear—
coffee shop junkie.

One cappuccino,
caffeine coursing through my veins.
Sleep: overrated.

Toadstools, eye of newt:
ingredients for a spell.
Fright night casserole.

There’s Ichabod Crane
chased by the headless horseman.
Now it’s neck and neck.

The gill-man is sad,
searching for his favorite
designer swim trunks.

The beast from the depths
rumbles and roars, then breaks free.
Nasty popcorn fart.

That Freddy Krueger,
someone gave him the finger.
He took the whole hand.

Toadstool rendezvous
for the faerie and the troll:
a ‘shroom with a view.

There’s a dog outside.
It was dead, but now it’s not—
Pet Sematary.

Moon shining brightly
over the freshly dug grave,
awaiting the dawn.

2005:

Halloween party!
Have friends over for dinner.
Cannibalism.

Edgar Allan Poe:
The Pit and the Pendulum.
A swingin' good time!

Zombies on my porch-
They're here to eat my brains.
I guess they'll starve.

The ghost in this house
has been haunting for so long.
I see right through him.

Werewolf on the hunt
guided by the moon's bright face.
I'll bet he has fleas.

Huge, crawling eyeball.
It's eating pedestrians,
a see-food buffet.

Witch's broom closet-
Not just a parking garage.
She has a Swiffer.

There's a Witch Doctor!
He's here to set up practice.
Stop while you're a head.

From H.P. Lovecraft:
unfathomable horror.
Necronomicon.

Here comes the Gill Man,
Creature from the Black Lagoon.
Dude in a wetsuit.

Carving up pumpkins,
celebrating Halloween
'til Prozac wears off.

Monsters at my door,
all roars and cackles and howls,
screaming, "Trick or treat!"

I'm trapped in this maze;
people screaming all around.
Let's keep it moving!