Bone on bone

A poem

You’ve got a witch inside
She claws her nails in your guts

The entrails of days long past
Begging to be spilled
As magick, into this world

She’s gnawing on your ribs
Crunching and clacking

Moaning with delight
Howling and cackling

Licking her greasy lips as she tries to chew her way skyward.

She knows her awesome power
But you tried to kill her!

You locked her away somewhere deep
in that cage made of bone

That made you feel safer, that made you feel free
“I’ll be okay now, they’ll never find me.”

But she taps bony fingers against the prison you’ve bestowed upon her

her resurrection, looming

clack
clack
clack
clack

You forgot that power lingers
It festers and it boils

Double double toil and trouble
It’s about to bubble over

It cannot be contained, sweet sister
It will only make you sick

It’s time to face who you really are
It’s time to be the WITCH

I am hosting a Full Moon Ritual on Friday October 27th with the theme of “Witch” for our Samhain celebration here in Naples, FL. If you are a local woman, message me for more information.

Happy Friday the 13th, to those who celebrate it as a day honoring the goddess <3