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The Seelie Court

my home gives way to
sprinkles of footsteps
frozen in plain midstep

On tonight,
the likes of the
Silver Moon
may give length
to the backs of beasts
that flood corners of
h i d d e n
e n t r a n c e s

My heart!
I'm entranced
the geasa grips
the elf-shot
which was no doubt dipped
in little pin-prick
pinch marks

I'm convinced
that Sprites of
The Seelie Court
circling my bed

With prose of the like
I'm ne'er to see
lest they allow me their magic dust
I've bent to knees that creak in pain!
With hopes of conjuring 'em

What light gives way to broken hopes
and fraying ropes of heartstrings
never measuring up?

hushed whispers from the corners
where the crooked trees keep a bending sway

and palm fronds keep us from
what haunts the swamp
The Seelie Court
in all its glory
dancing one
the other
t h i s  w a y
t h a t  w a y
in the hills
I grew up around.

Written by Dreamboy
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