Swamp Witch

https://youtu.be/IB0SxXTR_UI?t=20 Black water Hattie lived back in the swampWhere the strange green reptiles crawlSnakes hang thick from the cypress treesLike sausage on a smokehouse wallWhere the swamp is alive with a thousand eyesAn' all of them watching youStay off the track to Hattie's Shack in the back of the Black Bayou Way up the road... Continue Reading →

Echo

As I hear an echo left years ago with desire a soft breeze reminds my heart the fire has died. I think I should just pluck out what’s left watch as it crawls away into the pit of hell at long last say good riddance. But each morning after coffee Pop Tarts and kisses from... Continue Reading →

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