Witchcraft Poem by Dorsey Baker

Witchcraft



Somebody said
witchcraft
is a dying art
whee the pins
come from
that pierce
your heart
witchcraft
is a dying art
no pun
intended
hypnotic music
trembling
hands and rusty feet
the body shakes
the eyes get big
and bigger
a brightly painted
very colorful
design
on every body part
but still
somebody said
Witchcraft
is a dying art!

Thursday, March 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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