Sunday, October 16, 2011

so say the witches 3


what's certain ?
nothing !

there are no words to explain
what's been transpiring here
the answers lay between the lines
if one were just to see
first though it seems
one must choose to look

it's been impossible
to gauge what's true
while peering through
such troubled eyes

what i held as gospel yesterday
proves wholely false today
just another bread-crumb
along some winding path
while stumbling through
this tangled earthly forest

to the abode of the 'witches 3'

the 'witches 3', the 'witches 3',
they think they're hiding
but i can see

the elephant, the naked king,
and the witches 3
yes, i can see

how can that be ?

i've been to the land
where they hail from
i know what they're all about
it's mirror business
down that rabbit's hole
of this there is no doubt

i've been invited for a visit
they're having me for tea
the hatter, hare and dormouse,
will all be there, you see.

they're not pleased
that i've made my
way out through
the looking-glass
they miss me and
they want me back
to take my place for tea

the 'witches 3', the 'witches 3'
they shall not rest til
they've welcomed me
back through the mirror's lens

yes, i must return for tea

so say the 'witches 3'

so say the 'witches 3'


















nothing i perceive
can be trusted as truly so.




1 comment:

  1. Even if all they ever do is sit around drinking tea
    Them witches 3 do make some
    Damn good poetry

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