mirror of
https://codeberg.org/lethe/mayvaneday-mu
synced 2024-11-24 04:31:00 +01:00
34 lines
789 B
Text
34 lines
789 B
Text
CORNER WITCH
|
|
2020-04-06
|
|
|
|
***
|
|
|
|
what would you do
|
|
with a magic cloak
|
|
that come three twirls
|
|
would turn you into a bird blue?
|
|
|
|
I'd escape out my bedroom window
|
|
and let the wind take me where it will
|
|
whether past the horizon or back to my windowsill
|
|
to watch the sky's fiery chariot plunge down low
|
|
|
|
but there's nowhere far I could go
|
|
no hope of bringing along my things
|
|
with legs like easily-snapped twigs
|
|
that bleed lost promises into the snow
|
|
|
|
and Pernicious does not as much sway
|
|
as the wind tousling the trees' hair
|
|
to convince me to abandon everything
|
|
and seek her bosom in hopes all will turn out okay
|
|
|
|
and what would Eternal Mother say when
|
|
I turn up at her door not to sing of her animals,
|
|
but to come one forevermore?
|
|
to abandon my voice, a sin
|
|
|
|
***
|
|
|
|
CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
|