I made some voodoo..... dolls of me and you.......... but with the bones of our broken dreams...... grounded them to dust before building...... them up piece by broken piece...... .(...hudonolulu hunnulull dillullu en Honolulu City with no pitty Honolulu follulu Honolulu.......) .....sprinking..the essence.. of forever......... .......bone by precious bone..... ....our skeletons chained......to steam filled.... heart... of exquisite.....(.fantasies....) ......Thanks for invite........ .......But I will say no more............ .......I would digress - ......go off the theme... Make it sound ......very un-voodoo like!....... .......I i i will only swoon -.... heehee......... .(...hudonolulu hunnulull dillullu en Honolulu City with no pitty Honolulu follulu Honolulu.......) .......Love is on the tip of my _tongue........ .....these voodooooo... dolls portray in.. ....such attractive light....... .......This enhancement is for you.... and mean........ .....this desire... we...cant.... fight.... ....the lust between us fills the air........mm.. .....and.... I feel...a good....kind of scared..... ....as I fall into you and this magic... .(...hudonolulu hunnulull dillullu en Honolulu City with no pitty Honolulu follulu Honolulu.......) call it voodoo, a hoodoo weeee dooLulu love hudolulu , magic.... Magic modululu all I hulubu ..... is that when..... you approached...... ........mand life, winked.... chains arose........, (gripped my pulse......) .......aligning...it to your heart's beat..... .....and like those....Africa.. drums..... we were caught....., in a mesmeric..... rhythm.................. and as your skeleton,..... stepped.... I shuffled....mm ......even now, you're far.... from near.... ......and yet ...my thoughts...., get pulled..... .....by our knotted threads........ so thick and slimet ........... (.....by our knotted threads........ so thick and slimet..............) of otherworldly fate... I can feel your pain....., from far away,...... ...........mas I can see.... the stimulus,........ with every pin,..... in this doll decays,..... ensuring... nothing is( .....missed,......) my third eye....... hears no apology,..... ....meaning.., you must deserve it,....... ...so,so so so... let me twist...the pricks of. agony,........ for dark bird......song to exist,.......mmm but if..... our communication..... is blurred,.. .....thus, I attack without provocation,..... .l ....I give to you,......i Voodoo You do ..... ...the doll madam........ inherred........ from ....generation..to generation..... by woman... or sir,............ for you to start ......my obliteration!.......Poetry Foundation Homepage Poems & Poets Topics & Themes Features Grants & Programs About Us Poetry magazine June 2026 Subscribe Subscribe June 2026Poetry May2026 cover RGB Search Poem or poet… Search Song of the Witches: “Double, double toil and trouble” By William Shakespeare Share (from Macbeth) Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and caldron bubble. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the caldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and caldron bubble. Cool it with a baboon's blood, Then the charm is firm and good.
