welcome to my kingdom of despair and drought
with my dead plants
dusty stalks
empty bird cages -
these elaborate trifles-
where a spider web perfectly substitutes me the drapes
because I have nothing to hide...
probably, apart from a few skeletons in the closet:
if you look better, you might notice them in the depth.
each of them has already tried to assassinate me.
more than twice.
but I am still alive, thank you, I still don't know how.
please, do not linger in the doorway before you enter.
drain this cup to the end
and leave me in peace.
12 nov 16
a wicked witch speaks
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