The Worm Prince of Black Toad Hollow
© 2015-16 written and composed
By Eyajo December Joseph
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They slither from the forest floor,
Waiting for his call.
They’ve been buried in blue clay
For one thousand years!
No one knows who the hell
They are, digging with their teeth.
But the royals of decay
Have summoned the dreadful dead!
Searching for his bride,
There’s nowhere she can hide,
The Hoop snakes have gather around,
In hopes of,
The worm prince of
Black toad hollow,
Stands aghast at one hundred box turtles,
Gutted for ashtrays!
They’ve been warned of the marching
Sideshow and “poisonous-salamander-gumbo.”
Mandrake folk, terrified of
Being trapped in slimy boxes!
The prince crawls out of the cave
Declares all witches, had better behave
And bring him all secrets untold
Of every horror known.
Scream the bomb fire, burns high!
Letting all the fireflies die—
And mix with rustling leaves
Hidden by gray bark and trees.
They retreat back to the creeks
Betrayed by the Belewe moon.
I think they left someone behind
On the secret path.
A sacrificial snake, weeps an
And from the belly of mother earth
She silently appears—
As his bride.
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