Halloween

HALLOWEEN it was no bump in the night a ghostly hand on mine caused fright the slow click of a bicycle wheel made me tight the wind blowing it around with eerie might my eyes won't adjust to light every impulse says something is not right creeping cat paws don't touch the ground so bizarre they make no sound a deathly howl comes from a hound I can not turn around I stumble over a burial mound and run from where the ghouls abound