Black & White Magic
laid her hands upon my head
them there, prayed for an hour
prayed in English & African tongue
to protect me from what she saw
dreams I confessed – she knew
was afraid for me. I liked her.
did some of my best work in her class
w/ it, writing, reading, living
attended a Baptist mass w/ her family
was a group from the State Penn
guitars, drumming and singing
feeling was intense. Happy to be
felt it – but me. Wicked WASPs,
were pursuing my life’s blood
exchange for the appeasement of my vanity
promises in exchange for a blood ring.
blonde hair blue eyed
the dark African teacher -
miles later there was Carlos Castanada’s
Juan w/ a reoccurring moth.
moth appeared from my closet - when mentioned