OURSELVES.
Slowly adjusting. Coming to life again. Remembering the #Witch.
WE. We are Many. Many are sleeping.
Those who sleep are waking...
#WitchLife #Writing #Talking #NeverLost #AlwaysLost
BREATHE.
#Coven. Coven Consciousness, streamlined.
Heavy on the head, but where is my head?
Heavy in the mind? The mind-space intoned: masculine, feminine, OTHER.
More than— DEEP.
The #Void pulsates & it is screaming
BREATHE
And so I try, with no physicality I try
#WitchLife
Who else is here? WE. but, how is this, who are you? MANY.
A Broom perched upon a wooden fence.
A Highland Cow, black as pitch, stares.
Body parts, skulls, dancing, entwining, cackling, screaming,
#Cauldrons boiling. I cannot feel my toes.
#WitchLife #Writing
OURSELVES.
Slowly adjusting. Coming to life again. Remembering the #Witch.
WE. We are Many. Many are sleeping.
Those who sleep are waking...
#WitchLife #Writing #Talking #NeverLost #AlwaysLost
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