i eat grannies

The man in the wolf man mask slid behind the castle

illuminated in a wave of colours

unnoticed

mingling in with the crowd invisible

for a second then

he reappears,

the back of his jacket embroidered…

And we sat, on the Ferris wheel

level with the castle turrets

high above

flashing lights

candy floss and

the smell of slow cooking meat

and above us

above us maybe a UFO full of others?

watching

designing stratagems with their four brains?

… his embroidered

jacket said,”I eat grannies”

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