Voodoo Child

Is there something

In the mumbo-jumbo

Of a witch doctor mumble

That sets a rhythmic thumping

In your sugar water soul?

A silver sliver moonshine shimmer

Smooching mystic murky mire

Whipping wind into a whispered

Shadow of eclipsed desire

Give me crystals, affirmations

Give me tarot indoctrinations

Born of stars and incantations

Free of doubt or limitations