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.