there is a story of things unspoken.
furtive and tentative we wait
for shamen or witches to soothsay uncertainty.
seeking wide-eyed and restless, finally
the evocation falls through the tree-fingers on starlight:
"pack a talisman for the journey
one that presents several faces.
hold it close to your chest
when the sirens come a'calling."
and we set off
walking in circles.
furtive and tentative we wait
for shamen or witches to soothsay uncertainty.
seeking wide-eyed and restless, finally
the evocation falls through the tree-fingers on starlight:
"pack a talisman for the journey
one that presents several faces.
hold it close to your chest
when the sirens come a'calling."
and we set off
walking in circles.
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