Burning Desires

Burning Desires

in an open Harry Potter Book
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The witches of east wick written
edward wittens bittens betty by itty bitty piggies
silly wabbits
silly carrots
as the daffodils spill the dandelions still
still a bit of a muddle at hogwarts puddle of unmuzzeled muffles
how do you be what you aint
a stripper
a saint
a wizard or warlock born of godilocks or jack and the bean stalks purple haze
say..
do or dont -
one tree, one breath then breathe by the leaves by apple for the seas
the light house for the mermaids the slaves for the birds and the bees
learn to fly, learn to ride - learn to untangled the riddle with widdle the branch for the frees
the children of the ease that birth
in earth
unwind by the caves cliffs rivers pebbles and beyond perched
parched but not starved
or opposite day where we change places and see the forest for the free fire wood paved.. worthed dipped in dirt and ready for sale..

we set to the seven seas and back again our philosphers school has a moat
and island.. and stage and steps.. from what we made of boat
coast to coast..

aite the table set the foods been placed, the drinks are of goblets a feast for princesses..
angels and several other dwarf looking griffins misses missing herself under missletoe hissing...--
the last super of grandour for the teacher rellentless the chess pieces and misspelling so sloopy
like a snoopy song of three headed cherubs with butterfly wings that apear appareant
a pear
a banana
....

as we walk dow the halls collecting fig branches untangled from the manger like star spangled manors in the manor major..

the rhyme structures rotten like our forget gold teeth bitten - say it saviour in prayers by the prior - each book writen in such langauge..

we mime it we chant it - we tip it upside down like a stylish cow tied in honour killing to keep the sticks together.. then we play..

huffle puff spearmint green light - almost too pale to white out in a white out storm..
we turn upside down and spin around the unicorns and giants born..

the game was epic, the school of glamour..
a kingdom of sorts..
the food like the drink of port flavour spoiled..

we rest for the night, the dreams our dream catcher promised..
we blow out the candle and book our magic book in the draw.. polished honest

our arts and crafts of catching lightning about paper marche' children holding hands and set them ablaze.. in one song they fade into the shades of our blinks cosmic..

we drift for whatever is beyond the pines..
beyond the edges of the bed i cant find
beyond what is beyond my mind, my eyes my minds eyes..

shattered in the whether or not to die in my own breath through it to be smothered in snugg.. i rock

a bye baby
on her witches tree top.. i rock-'abilly sleep sneeze and let death ease from system free

goodnight and amen

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The fuck you gotta burn a teddy bear for?

What did that little purple bear ever do to you?

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