wild time with a nursery rhyme

[wytchcroft]

And in that day and I done

Walk with magic

Shaking my stick

With a silver tip...



Back in that day

And all the action so tragic

Getting a grip

Is what you make of it...


Dancing up doorways

And sliding down aces

Taking the measure

Of indiscreet places

Cracking the mirror

With each of my faces

Humans can run

Like a dog at the races

Tracing the circle

Everyone chases

Love like a demon

With a whip and a whoop...


And a heart made of fire

And feet in the water

Hung from a tree

Like a lamb at the slaughter

A babe in the arms

Of the mad monkey’s daughter

Wailing its tune

Hear them lightning notes tumble

Like angels from heaven

Getting kicked out too soon

Six strings singing

By a baleful moon...



For the night it has come

With storms in the static

Lock up your doors

And hide in the attic

Comes the keeper of scores

And he’s walking with magic.



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Comments

[sidherian.livejournal.com]

Wonderful. This is a spell?

[wytchcroft.livejournal.com]

"Shhh..." :):):)

Thanks doll

[sidherian.livejournal.com]

hugs are always good :)

Re: Thanks doll

[wytchcroft.livejournal.com]

*back at ya!*

[wytchcroft.livejournal.com]

also, i think there are hugs... yes, definitely hugs... :):)