Voodoo Dream

Fell asleep

To a journey of

Too many nights

To count in one,

Past the witches

Dancing nude

Under starlight

In the meadow,

To the woman

Doing voodoo in

The moonlight in

Her window,

Monkey in the lens

Stopping snapping

Pictures,

Won’t let me

See one

Unless I taste

The tinctures,

Voodoo woman

Naked now

Dancing really hexy,

Chanting something

Sounding, sounding

Sort of sexy,

Morning I awaken

Feeling pins and needles

Voodoo woman laughing

To John Lennon and the Beatles.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

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