- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Mooch
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the pilgrimage to Mexico a fetched
instrument to unlock your desire.
I kept sacrificing. I gave periodic
offerings. I managed to hoodoo myself
below the belt on your pillow my blood
my hair in grounds of coffee. I've
always been guilty of taking things
too far. I saw your gris-gris. The first
to ever frighten me. It comforts me to
think I resuscitated you.
- COMMENTS
tazz317over 10 years agobut that the other is giver/carer. TK U MLJ LV NV
greenmountaineerover 10 years agoAlthough I wasn't familiar with Hoodoo, this poem was intriguing enough that I did a Google search about it. There is so much texture in the poem I realized after doing that. Very well done!
