Necromancy or Death(Halloween poetry)

While I do appreciate fall activities and like the idea of doing things with people who I share a likeness with, I want to be perfectly clear in that I am not trying to spend more than a simple, transactional cuddling time with a person and anyone who misunderstands, obviously doesn't get the nuances of the human heart. I may say that I want people to care about me, but I only mean for a few minutes at a time, of course. It is the attention economy, after all. What would I even do with a person if they didn't just cycle through and move on to the next? Too complicated. Mejor que me quedo sola. How would I even go pro if I allowed myself to be held down? I seek not a date. I seek a fostered animal to pass the time with (poetically, not literally). Fall may be in the air. But the bones lie where they have all year, and the heart decayed long ago. Within my rib cage, a stray cat tears up my calcified remains -it is of God that, even gone, I can be of service. Necromancy is the glorification and use of bodies and spirits of others to fulfill our own wants. Would you wear the title- necromancer? Or are you dead like me?

(Please don't ban me for poetry)