Like A Witch
I have been afraid of burning it all down To fix my mouth to expel words from my throat to verbalize what I really think Afraid that I might not be able to control the slipslide of unexpected heartspeak There is a library of reflections, journals, and essays You could never guess the abyss of untold stories and Songs that resound deep down in the chambers of the past I have been afraid of burning it all down To petition my Ancestors to course correct the naysayers Then stand