23rd June

I see you careening
Yellow eyed, lost and
Vague through fields
Studded with road racers,
Neon moustaches
And half delivered falafels.

One-eyed witches proferring
pills must be avoided -
They will steal your soul
for cake and hair braids.
They will tell you
your misfortunes.

Instead, at the bottom
of the stone circle
conjure me up from the mud and piss.
We will laugh
at priestly rastas.
And beg for their blessing.