Poetry · Writing

witch before time

hard to picture time before you-

where the sky fell before the earth

where did people drown in sorrow before tears

and before wells carried life

before the nights ran long without the warmth of the son;

the son- before the earth

i see an island with a single tree

a flag with a crab

and a witch

cooking a dinner for two

alone

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