Holy Witch

Did the clock
strike twelve
as it counted
backwards from heaven
to earth?
I felt the elementals
and their magic
fall into my head
and surround me
leaving whispering visions
in my ears,
thoughts of the
savage and strange,
horror and revolution,
gore and glory,
haunted by angels
in my sleep,
and as the daytime
fell on its face,
I left my body
for the astral plane
to re-awaken
the holy curse

of the witch.

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