POETRY

Words fall as stars
Racing like speed cars
Down to mother earth
For their earthly rebirth
As the reincarnation
Of the salivary composition

Poetry
The great wizardry
Of the mouth industry
Calling one to hear
The dark mystery
Of an ancient alchemy
Leaving the ear
Curiously spell bound
With vibrating sound

Heavy spells are cast
Thrown around like dust
With the tongue wand
To unconsciously inspire
The deepest hidden desire
Of the ambitious want
By the continuous lines
Formig verses in rhymes
Holding the grand position
Of being the first superstition
Poetry a spoken written draft
From the perfect art of witchcraft