White Witches In the Wind

Up the dark  barricaded staircase
with a monitor well focused between their legs
       they came to digest an ego
           caress ten long fingers aflame at tips

Imbibe bright juice
      heal a chequered heart
mount the focused quartz
       don weathered leather
          as African heroes of the past stare 
          through windows draped in 
                       white chiffon

They smooth peppercorn hair
         in ecstasies of bliss as delicate oil
flare their nostrils, ignite their liver
   while township youth play dice upstairs 
         modelling their future on one man alone
        as jazz tunes are whistled from corners
a piano remains covered in velvet
     with a blighted knight trying some stunts
               and wizard talks tales of Mecca
                     then prays on centre stage

They twist locks and slit bars
violet Sun stream in
      all is touched with gold as he glances
at their toes, skirmishes their 
     breasts in figures of eight
              on a path to the beyond
                     White Witches in Wind
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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