145. Halloween Beyond Summer

I have trick or treaters past Halloween.

With kids in costume in the hot summer.

And the wise masked for the sake of wisdom.

I give a warm little trickle,

With no eyes bat against a treater 

A witches pot unnoticed in simmer.

Like the earthquake keeping me calm,

I follow the lines on my palm,

Seducing using nothing but lip balm.

Let a knife to your eyes so keen,

Clarity will let us all be seen,

A declaration from the dean.