Kiss The Witch – Part 1
I don't
know how they ended up at this place.
A
forgotten Disneyland .
After
dark it was black as hell.
They were
laughing like crazy
On the
carousel.
One
thousand faces
Shrieked
past. The disco ball
Turned to
face her like the moon:
Look at
me.
They will
never get put together again entirely.
Once
things were ordinary.
Before
her laugh, before that night.
Roll up,
roll up
To see
the Pig Show.
The music
is like electric sugar.
Three
friends:
Two
whores and a bitch
At the
Death Circus.
The pig
was all lit up
Like a
pink bulb.
She could
not walk away.
The Tiger
Man
Guarded
with a knife
The place
where he had hidden his life.
Anansi
With a
big cold eye
Sucked
the burning candlestick.
Three
friends:
Two
whores and a bitch
At the Death Circus.
Kiss The Witch – Part 2
“O
Christ”,
Said the
Whore.
She is
turning into The Other.
The
Magician’s Assistant
Was
cutting off her eyelashes
And
rocking on her horse
The Grave
Digger from the wax house
Is just
over there
At the
edge of the cliff
Falling
into
Nowwhere
For
sinning with his Uncle.
The Bitch
had sex with
The
Puppet Master
With a
big long tongue.
The
Conducter was like royalty
With ten
thin black fingers
And a
name for his own shadow.
Say my
name,
Then
you’ll never be afraid again.
Blackout.
Kiss The Witch – Part 3
Three
friends:
Two
whores and a bitch
At the
Death Circus.
Black
sparks burned between them
Like
wicked stepsisters.
Just for
the thrill, thrill, thrill.
The
sky is red,
Teeming
with all of your lies.
Listen
to me, you are nothing special.
You
promised.
Her nose
began to bleed.
Red blood
Running
over her pink lip
Into her
mouth
And down
her throat.
They were
dying of laughter
No one is
dead yet.
The old
woman screamed:
“Never
leave me!
Never,
never, never!”
One whore
In dead
faint
Beside
her on the floor.
You
cannot walk away!
Look
at me,
You
fucking bitch.
Look
at me,
You
bitch.
Now kiss the witch.
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