The Poetic Warlock

Note: A "Warlock" is a male witch I am the poetic Warlock, Putting poets in a headlock Spellbound? Just believe what you’re seeing A morbid mind confined within my being! Poetically I let the energy flow from me To metaphorically turn me into a beast! I spring from an altered reality Blessed with immortality to be a priest! Forget nine lives; I’m walking and talking, eternity Where no poet survives outside this fraternity Poetically, I’m committing a felony Forcing stanzas into captivity! From the push of my pen Intertwined is every word I play to be king among men, Knocking those in first place to third! You had better say a prayer If you steal from my metaphor store I’ll have you pulling out your hair While you prepare for this war! Poets, I’ve come to graciously slay. That doesn’t captivate me so I read Hemingway! But Edgar Alan Poe, just so you know, Fuels the flow; he’s my sensei! A poet with demonic entities in his corner, I emotionally murdered my baby momma And I did not even mourn her! How I hate fake friends that pretend, Especially when we were cool since childhood I’d break a leg just to avoid them Like the plague, they are no good! Once again it’s time for Halloween! Put on your masks and prepare to scare! Heads will roll from my poetic guillotine And this I do declare!! TRICK OR TREAT! HAPPY HOLLOWEEN I WANNA FEEL THE PULSE OF YOUR HEARTBEAT!!