the gourd is my medium

tiny saw
tiny tiny saw, with the plastic orange handle
and mystical book
book of pre-printed jack-o-lantern patterns
you tempt me;
o saw — your teeth etch such delicate
lines in orange autumnal flesh
o book — the possibilities
unfurl like
vines in a pumpkin patch
shall my pumpkin wear a skull face?
shall my pumpkin wear a vampire face?
shall my pumpkin wear a pirate ship instead of a face?
yes, it shall wear a pirate ship instead of a face.
and with tiny teeth
and tiny saw
and orange goop underneath my fingernails
art will prevail.

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