clowning around with the afterworld

"As Hallowe'en approaches
Evil Clowns take off their masks
and costumes. This is much scarier,
and what is known in the business
as 'Reverse Masking.'"
-Anonymous DragQueen Makeup Diva, Atlanta, 1956

In honour of the approaching All Hallowed Eve of the Day of the Dead, messages from the Afterworld will be gleaned by a local Seer of repute for interpretation for delighted readers. There's no telling what may be channeled. Titles are provided by obsessive chronicler MattheHooplah.

Beware, none of the opinions expressed hereafter are those of your humble PentWhistle.

--
Prophesis by Saint Seer of Tallow
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"Yay, tho I have heard the voices of the despised demised, and not yet gone mad,
fully, completely,
tho I have the echoes of their yodelled conundra within the valleys of my brain, in the cavern of my skull,
tho I have drunk deep of the River Lethe,
I can't seem to forget a damn thing,
altho,
it must be said,
I can't really get the chronology straight."
-Crab Nebulon Ponderences, 4:2, Volume 7

"Speaking to a pumpkin,
of late turned into a pie,
or pied, as it was said,
or communicated rather,
I have learned the following:
Pumpkins are inappropriate pies for throwing at the dastardly.
Cream pies are preferred,
as any squash that hasn't lost its gourd will tell you,
in a manner of speaking."
-Chatting with Restless Spirits, 5:213, Autumn 2005

"Every unheard whisper, every intimation fallen into deaf ears, every cry gone unheard, every plea unheeded, every desperate entreatment that has every died upon hopeful lips,
speaks to me.
Every second thought, self-censored atrocity gone unuttered,
yet I hear.
Every aspiration of cruel harm, with serrated daggers guised as words, for all unspoken linguistic vitriol,
I have heard.
Can you guess what I'm going to be for Hallowe'en?"
-Chatting with Restless Spirits, 7:23, Autumn 2005

"Clam bakes! Clam bakes!
How dare you remove that mayonnaise from my sideplate!
Can you retrace your steps to the cauldron of carapaced,
and fish us out a soft-shoed soft-shell?"
-Things I Regret Having Ingested, Too

"And once the veil breaks thin,
and you witness death's toothy grin,
and it speaks to you of all your sin,
now's the time."
-Found Poems, or, Plagiarising the Anonymous