Pumpkin

Did anyone see the moon tonight?

It was fat and lounging heavily on the horizon. Fat and bloated and bloody red

Orange like a pumpkin turning towards rot.

Ants would make it a home and burrow in, in search of food

Burrow into that earth dirt smell of flesh metallic and

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