Bad Witch

I’m a bad witch
I don’t memorize my rites & spells
& I kinda find it hard to tell
One theban letter from another
Not a good witch
If I was I’d honor each holiday
The ones where the Witches play
With the spirits and each other

I might believe in magick
But lately I’m too depressed
To conjure a card trick

I’m no wizard
Whether my beard is full & white
Or my chin is bald & bright
I’m still not worthy of that name
Won’t turn ya to a lizard
Nor a newt or bird of feather
You’d only get better
When I mistake my embers for flame

My mind it should be loose
But lately I’m wound up tighter
Than the knot on a noose

I’m just a sinner
Genesis though Revelation tell
How I’m going straight to Hell
But they don’t tell ya it’s full of saints
Less than a winner
Whether I’m lost I’m still losing
But not consciously choosing
To burn out or stay the same

Clutching crystals & Stone
I’ve only just learned that
My soul’s not my own