Witchcraft

In the fields once green and gold

Where the summer's breeze was bold

A supercell rages and rolls

Swirling vortex

A bubble boils

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So upon one sable morn when the moon does

Wane and die

A ragged coven convenes performing

Incantation nigh

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Taxidermy with eyes of fire

Chanting songs above the lyre

Miasma of hair and bile hangs heavy with the mother's ire

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Antlers shed ribbons of blood

Draped like thorns upon the brow

A crucifixion can еnd this squall

A bible burned with aerosol

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I call upon thе blood-moon goddess for I have

But one request

I've laid the altar

Charged the crystals

The circle, I have blessed

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The four elements are set

Septuple trigger fingers bleed

Oh horrors, my midnight god, what have you got in store for me?

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Woo!

Fire flickered and danced with hues of orange

Red and deep burnt blues

Snakes slither by, just out of sight

Lizard and bat take wing in the night

Around the fire, they circle slow and with

Locked minds a chant did grow

Timbers of oak with wind knots so tight bear witness

To spells cast in the night

I am Beowulf

I am cat, black

Knock the candle from the scripture stack

I bring justice at moment, right

Gila Monster, set alight

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Unleash a reptile thinking in terms of only

Lizard brain

And be not lucky enough to make any

Mistakes again

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Like a grenade in a fist, the air ignites, a

Bloody mist

Moon cycle shifting

Demon lifting

Beowulf, grifting ritualist

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Alas, the cat disrupts the prayer and turns it on

Meekest there

The tiny creature, a harmless skink, transforms

Into a mythic king

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