VOODOO


You have to stop pricking my soul
with that thing that you have.


You've got me on needles and pins
for parts unused
parts unexercised
parts thought exorcised
are still here
still clearly feeling things
I thought had disappeared.


But now, by some magic unseen
I concede
they're back
you're back
and, like some long-forgotten curse
I see
you'll never leave me be.

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