Poe loved to whittle a spell of
anna belly, the belly dancer
she was a wiggler
quite the prancer
free to lose himself in the knell of
anna belly, the belly dancer
free to find her and to lose her
a free source of motivation in her
his poetry won her, heard tell of
anna belly, the belly dancer
an anointment with ink over her
an ointment he needed after
running his nib hard in the dell of
anna belly, the belly dancer
invisible inked blood from his finger
and a Van Gogh-ish vanishing act by her
Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 1:52 PM UTC
Poe loved to whittle a spell of
anna belly, the belly dancer
she was a wiggler
quite the prancer
free to lose himself in the knell of
anna belly, the belly dancer
free to find her and to lose her
a free source of motivation in her
his poetry won her, heard tell of
anna belly, the belly dancer
an anointment with ink over her
an ointment he needed after
running his nib hard in the dell of
anna belly, the belly dancer
invisible inked blood from his finger
and a Van Gogh-ish vanishing act by her
