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31 October 2009 @ 07:29 am
poem | Anny Ballardini  
 


In the mirrored image of the mirrored window

which of the witches

watch

 

the one that yabbers more on witches

is the wicked watching witch that widows

wide her wigged wiggery wiggling wild at night

her whale winkie wrestling like devilish wreckers

like bloodshot wildfires swooshing her wens in the wind

her wretched wrybill wrinkles all cyberwrest

 

In the mirrored image of the mirrored window

which of the witches

watch

 

as a wringing wraith she wrecks and wrangles

only wrack and wrongo in her whacked track

wrapping weaving sucking her whanging wings

wry her welked wax eye to terrify westing wyverns

wroth we weenchy wait without wharf

with wüstite wurtzite  and wulfenite _this be writ

 

In the mirrored image of the mirrored window

which of the witches

watch