Mad Maiden

Boil Boil

toil and trouble

what goes in the witch’s brew?

Eye of newt

toad’s tail

oh

and a little bit of you.

Laid upon the laboratory table

struggle not

the binds that tie

will not let you loose

you are compelled to me.

Sulphuric smell

ponds of lava

glittering hues

you thought I was kidding

when I waylaid you.

Now though

you know the dismal truth

I am the huntress

with you being my prey.

We danced a beautiful dance

‘neath the wicked moon

until true colors bled through

from you to me.

I tried so hard 

calm the blood lust

never let you see

but 

matter over mind

mind over matter

neither applies to me.

Cold grey eyes

pleading greens

ignoring the pitiful pleas.

Select the scalpel

razor’s edge 

slip beneath your skin

ignoring 

screaming mania

I will do what I please.

Blood drips

gore on the floor

pitch the pieces to the cauldron

satisfy me

this will do

for I have rid the world of you……

Treachery

lies

manipulation

tried and failed on me

guess you should have listened

when I told you 

I was really

really

bad for you.

 

March 22/19

Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay