Dance With The Devil Poem by Christan Bowen

what is the wisdom of the witch?
is she a changling?
then switch

appellate me
and see
ive got no place else
to be

a johnny roger I am not
do you really want to tie this knot?
because a shark has teeth
and a bite
and it would be my delight
to dine on flesh tonight

marry the ferry that crosses the river
be the one true self
an indian giver
all my quivers full of arrows
and I have killed many
a sparrows