I’ve danced with the devil
all of my life,
made black-magic,
brushed up against incantations
that would curl your toes.

I’ve run naked in
human-chains,
circled the blazing pyre in ritual,
slaughtered shame
with an arrow
tipped in deadly-poison.

I’ve burnt endless
pentagrams of candles,
thrown my sandals into the abyss,
kissed Pan himself
with all his nymphs,
sang primordial hymns.

I’ve done those things
and so much more
ancient lore,
best kept secret.