Home sweet home

All three missing components,
one is mineral,
one is animal,
one burns -
like wood.

Bloody thoughts trickling down
into your heart
Dont stop the process
The punchlines priceless
And you haven't paid for half of
what you know that you should
Or could-

But would you,
could you lend a hand to a witch
when a house
crashlands,
right atop her head?

As her shoes kick off
and she bites
the dust
Did she give up or did
she get out?
Did you ever pull yourself
out of the hole in
your own head?

They're dancing to celebrate;
the end
of the worst thing
in the West
Wicked, like monkeys
with wings
Shining a big red Fez atop their heads.
Did she get out?
OR
DID
THEY
STOMP
THAT
WITCH
DEAD