A spell to draw you near,
Etched into hardwood floors
With a silver knife,
A five-pointed star,
A circle drawn around.
Your toenail clippings, a feather
A puddle, a candle,
A clump of dirt
A feather, a puddle.
Flight, and floating, and
Flame, and forest,
Your toenail,
A spell.
The stars listen, silent.
Pick up the blade and kiss it.
Pierce the palm, and then
Let it leak (again).
As above, so below.
Your toenail clippings, a feather
A puddle, a candle,
A clump of dirt
A feather, a puddle.
Your toenail clippings, a feather
A puddle, a candle,
A clump of dirt
A feather, a puddle.
Flight, and floating, and
Flame, and forest,
Your toenail,
A spell.
A moat of blood, a pentacle
Flooded (scratched into the floor).
The stars whisper
(Once more), the door
Creaks, opens, shuts.
