Come back on blue smoke.
Bring the eagles feather.
A cactus potion. But come back

with shrill announcement and  rusted dagger
your pound of flesh awaits.
The gargoyle sits and holds your place

Come back on smokey wings.
I know you hear me in your dark and dusty hide.
Where you huddle in your iron grave.come
Vindicate your rage

Give me back my mo jo then
You turn the page.