Side stepping love's starfish sun bathing about, time's shores....
While amoeboid parasites these sponges in resilient, take up residence
Atop her capital hill; residuum's resonant evil kismet's, true, liverwort lobbyist
Waterspout gargoyles autism's algae tortuous angleworms this, immoral's realities ?
Shuttered truths antipodes their view; his shad's tenement tete-a-tete's, voodoo virtuosity.
Even Devils couldn’t tempt or soothe as sex and wealth they offer me.
These things are meager swings of mood – its witches' tools I want for me!
Henbane, hemlock, liverwort,
the left foot of a crow,
Saturn’s fumes and sulfur dust,
an image of my foe.
The withered pose of petal rose and Vervain’s vile tea,
the spider’s leg and lizard’s tail with deadly nightshade seed;
such salts and stones and baby’s bones,
bloodroot, bat, and bee.
These little things the Devil brings
are all I want for me!
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