The Lost Witches




Memory’s ghosts

speaking in tongues

of candlelight and shadows

haunt derelict mental corridors

their tenebrous impressions

etched into enchanted soulskin

soak fear-drenched dreams

with poignant visions

of kindred sisters

all outcasts and oddities

victims of religious fervor’s

unyielding malediction

accused

tried

convicted

destined to become

the hanging tree’s

human wind chimes

stirred by a phantom breeze

 

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