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Witches cursing and besting each other

I stir the pot as you stir the pot

Curses and vexes galore

You stir the pot, so I stir the pot, I stir and stir some more

You make the pains, so I make the pains

We stir and stir some more

Witch against witch and bitch against bitch

Trying better than each other galore

Three times three, times three times three

We’re stirring and stirring some more

Never thinking of our convictions

The Hell we make for each other and what for?                                          

To prove each of us right, or each of us wrong

We stir and stir some more

Witch against witch and bitch against bitch

Trying better than before

I won’t stop and you won’t stop

So we stir and stir some more

Our lives change into darker things

Still we stir and stir some more

Our lives are fucked and our lives do suck

Yet we stir and stir some more

When do we stop, you whore?

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mucid streets

I’m a collector of words, though that may sound absurd I like pernickety, admix and placard.

You’ll see me each morning reading scripts of warning for the weatherman says rain will be hard, thunderous adorning of water drops scorning the public that walk right below.

Reading it all I’ll know I’ll befall the incredibly mucid streets and lo!  The dank exhibition brings to a rendition of London being famed for it all, so – troubled am I to see that the sky is darker yet still, oh no.

This poem is dead, I made a hash of it all, and now into the bin should it go?  I can’t decide, maybe not or besides, let’s put it up here, and see how it goes.

© Tina Cousins 2013

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