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Enter Judith Phaedra
Enter Judith Phaedra
With her Tarot reading doll
She stepped out of the canvas
With a bleeding southern drawl
Shell-shocked rats in alleys scamper
Looking for the nest
To escape the anesthetic
Of her opiate laced breast
She walks on crooked leg bones
From the foothills to the shore
I've oft times heard her scratching
At my window or my door
With her fingers long and twisted,
Corset of stained lace
She roams my empty hallways
In search of my embrace
Return Judith Phaedra
With your tarot reading doll
To that bleak and lonely canvas
Draped beneath a violet shawl
Let your long and twisted fingers
Rest in oil in your frame
And no more roam my hallways
From the nightmare which you came
With her Tarot reading doll
She stepped out of the canvas
With a bleeding southern drawl
Shell-shocked rats in alleys scamper
Looking for the nest
To escape the anesthetic
Of her opiate laced breast
She walks on crooked leg bones
From the foothills to the shore
I've oft times heard her scratching
At my window or my door
With her fingers long and twisted,
Corset of stained lace
She roams my empty hallways
In search of my embrace
Return Judith Phaedra
With your tarot reading doll
To that bleak and lonely canvas
Draped beneath a violet shawl
Let your long and twisted fingers
Rest in oil in your frame
And no more roam my hallways
From the nightmare which you came
Published 22nd Dec 2017
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22nd Dec 2017 2:27am
Absolutely enjoyed this poem. The sing song quality put me mind of something little girls would skip rope singing. Old crones gathered about evening fires, telling folk tales. I loved everything about it.
22nd Dec 2017 3:04am
