Hoodoo-JuJu. Mojo on the Run

her taming trinkets
twist-up and
tie me in knots.

 
memories
of misspent lust
peppered with moments of tenderness
blur my vision,
tighten my breath, and
prune my wings.

But

rising again,

is a reckoning and,

a return to power.

Indeed,

a return,

to

me.