I Summon Thee
I lit the candle
drew the pentagram
laid down a life
slit her throat
and blood drip down painting the circle
in ominous red ink
then i spoke Latin
knelt and screamed
I summoned all of you
to make them suffer
to make them bleed
to maim their souls
until all is nothing
the hate, the blame
will all be undone
– Poetic Dustbin