Chombo Thibideaux and The Voodoo Queen

blow that demon
off my shoulder
queef behind
my ear

on a leather book
night
in magick
knight
armor

the skeletons
in my
closet
roll the dice
and cast some
spells

to the sounds
of the
Big Easy
Chombo Thibideaux
and the
Voodoo Queen

dungeon master
turned gentle giant
because it learned
to love

half a bottle
of aged whiskey
half a joint
of Northern Lights
plus
a secret stash

war room
empty stares
and good times

inhaled intelligence
working on your
mind fuck
dreams

the key
that takes you
somewhere
anywhere
you want to
fly

just look at me
hey, look, you’re
here too

ŠJ.D.C.IV 2019

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