Take Note

We are the grit
That mars the paint
Or makes the pearl.

"Fiery dust,"
Lord Byron wrote,
Furious, fiendish;
Take proper note.

--MD

'Tis The Season: Flaming Pumpkins!

Smiling Jack O': Isn't he terrifying?  I mean, really.  He is, right?
Even when my creations bare their teeth, they smile.  That just happens.
And, of course, I gave him eyebrows.