I am haunted
by a ghost who once turned a
dove into a dragon
Three times in the night,
I have spoken your name aloud,
asking you to come to me
in any small way
Three times you have answered
unknowingly
Each time
I shake my head,
disbelieving
But there you were,
12 hours behind me
Somehow I have this power
over you
You, who are innocent
caught up unaware
What an extraordinary cosmic joke
Because I mean nothing
to you
Nor will this poem
Or the soft, gentle calling of my soul
I Liked The Implications Of Sorcery
Practiced against an innocent - nice directions in here, a summoning answered. Ouch! - slc
Bitter in the best way. Loved
Bitter in the best way. Loved it.
Let your teeth show