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  • Todd Wooten

Coven Meeting

Updated: Nov 8, 2023

Presence pressing on the spine.

Distressing draft glides down the neck.

Solicitous shudders descending head to toe.


Shadows flank the periphery.

Stenches pervade the memory.

Echoes whisper silently to and fro.


Sense heightened.

Pulse racing.

Breath shallow.

Trembling. Creeping. Callow.


Illuminating, floating sphere.

Vision. Visions. Conjoin. Cohere.

Unblinking stares upon the gallows.


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