vodún

lush and dangerous beauty

where wild and wonderful crawl

smells of death and spices

dancing colors through it all

on skins of drums and arid plains

at night the howlers come

wicked laughs of yellow smoke

twisted roots of amber gum

dry taste of powder

blood sprays the rawhide wall

some think they understand

yet none

know at all

 

 

 

 

 

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