if my curses frighten
it is only because
they are wellearned
cast a bit of salt
and hold your poppet
close and tight tonight
morning will surely come
as it must, mustn't it?
oh, my lovey love...
cautionary tales
2 responses to “cautionary tales”
Oh, this feels like it could be the start of a horror novel. I love the work poppet and think I need to write a poem using it now!
It’s a fun, slightly creepy word that you can’t quite put a finger on the why of it.
Looking forward to reading it!
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