Sorcerer! Wizard! Magician! Poem by huntress foryou

Who are you?
Does it matter your name?
You! Casting this spell
upon me!
I'm entangled.
Up and down and
all around.
Can't breath..
I have no sense...
It is strong this net
that you weave.
What is it that you want! !
Damn my visions past.
Why do I have them, why do they
linger and last when I am least
aware
Ah - that is why. I am
unaware.
Is this force, thus I, greater
then the mass you spew?
Do I need it to be?
Do I want it to be?
Sorcerer. Wizard. Magician.
Does it matter?