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a spell, El Nina, erotic pain, listen, poem, Poetry, shaman of the bones
everything you do first
comes like breath like a warm
hot wind everything drums
like our pulses quickening
quickly the heady natural mystic
shaman of the bone fills
the air for it is very natural
isn’t it to be naked to want
me to see everything now
drink from me and be
nourished hoodoo and the hex
and I wish that my dark
honey alone could sustain
you but I fell in love
with you now you’re enemy
the words I spoke
to you keep them inside
this is a spell listen