Unmasked

The masks last night worn under the Halloween full moon
Were kissing each other on the floor unmindful
of beer cans and confetti lying around them.

Strange masks, each one celebrating death, blood, and gore
When the wearers meant to enjoy life, to catch a glimpse
of wandering eyes looking to lock themselves in yours.

In this side of town, every night is Halloween
As hands catch another, lips lock with another,
Sucking life in from each other.

In the morning, exposed by the window light
are bodies littering the floor from another night
of revelry, bare, unmasked.