You know you’ve become a ritualized witch,

When crows start leaving gifts at your door,

And all you do is cackle at the symbolic trick!

Playlisted spells a’weaving,

Webbed scrolls informing,

Cast cauldrons in brewing,

Softest blankets by tearing,

Chalices for blood drinking

And a grimoire of greening.

But that might be my brain fog,

Cause I’m often overwhelmed,

So lets spark fire to clear mind,

Letting the phrenic split guide.