May 25, 2022
2 min read
A Spell
In the night.
No one will know
How her golden halo
Fell from the sky
And then past heaven
Deep into the night
The angel took fright
And pulled into
The seven-eleven
Interminable times
Bells without chimes
And nightmares
And bad dreams forsaken
Incubus, it’s called
That left her appalled
And held her captive
Before she’d awaken
No rhyme or reason
Or low or high treason
Could release her
Now she’d been taken
Even her lies
Screams and her…
