I once had a tarantula named Nix
She used to bite me on the tits
Surely, they would swell
And man, it hurt like hell
But it wasn’t really something I’d fix
—David Allen
“Along Came a Spider”
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“To the Victor!”
A deep and shallow breath
Crept low across the land
The graves whispered
The trees, they moaned
A strained and pitiful sound arose
From the recesses of my throat
Listen to the wind
Ignore the voices it carries
An abattoir of emotion
A tabernacle of love
Lies tattered in pieces
Scattered at your feet
A decaying of flies
Just a spider’s spoiled dinner
—David Allen
Happy Halloween!!
“Coming of Age: A Story of Abuse”
Late into the night
Just after the fight
Your head all bruised and bloody
You fix yourself upright
You’ll be coming home
To see that face that mother makes
When you muddy up her precious rug
Another unforgiven mistake
She lashes out at you
With a barbed and forked tongue
From far across the room
And you’ll know that you’re alone
And every little death
Reminds you of the next
And the rest is yet to come
Trombones playing
Your head is full and swaying
Bloated from the feast
The view of the street
From high up in the night sky
The moon, your only friend
Smiles down at you
A cherub’s crooked grin
Bringing tears to your eye
A deep foreboding sigh
And the stars begin to cry
—David Allen
Mondays’ Haiku 17
So busy today
Monday’s Haiku is canceled
Sorry about that
— David Allen
“Inner Sanctum”
In light of the darkness
The sum of all fears
If Saturday night doesn’t bring you to tears
I put on a face to show to the world
I cut my eyes so I cannot see
These horrors that have haunted me
Look at the way it all turned out
See the world spin
Hear us all shout
Now is so much easier than before
I gather myself and walk through walls
Summer is over and it smells like Fall
The walls have ears and the windows have eyes
Conjuring spirits through my closed fingers
The ghost of you forever lingers
I can’t see you anymore
You walk with blood in the palm of your hand
Scorching the earth and staining the sand
Will you carry this weight in the valley of souls?
The children are leaving
Their bodies interweaving
All Hallows’ Eve belongs to the lonely
Hearts still beat to a funeral drum
Waiting for the night to come
The stars are there for the taking
They move just for you
Guiding everything you do
You can touch them with your bare hands
You can reach them in your dreams
If you only knew what it means
There are creatures that are stirring
In your muscles, your bones and soft sinew
Another fright begins anew
People are screaming
Faces turn and fold within
A seance is about to begin
A service for those so dearly departed
It starts at the stroke of midnight
What sights will stir about tonight?
An inner sanctum opens to you
You can hear those demons snarling
Oh, isn’t Hell just darling?
But on nights like these when the banshee screams
You‘ll still hear me growling
A cacophony well worth howling
—David Allen
Haiku 16
You still have my heart
Even if you don’t want it
And you always will
Halloween: Haiku 15
Ghosts and ghouls alike
But which force will win the fight?
Howling through the night
Haiku 14
I cherish our time
The happiest in my life
Now a memory
Haiku 13
In a mismatched world
Two hearts beat in unison
Together as one
Haiku 12
Gazing in your eyes
I found the place I called home
Deep within those pools
