Simone Goertz

The Witch

The Witch

Out in the dark her unfortunate shadow calls by night, owl-like cry.

A Memory shut off by the heat of fire.


The woods are salvaging ancient immortals:

The heart is only a slave in her hand, a hand turned to stone.


A fear in arising; her empire will threaten insecurity out.

By the innocents tongue, the oath of disguise has to come.


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Published on on 04/02/2021.


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