Goddessless
The speakers are on,The lights are blaring,The magic is gone,And I’m left despairing,Casting about for a faerie who’s vanished,Lightning in a bottle,A sprite so delightfulThat she leaves you famishedWhenever you’ve been banishedFrom her circle of rites. They say “Goddess” a lot these days,But I really know her blaze,What she says,What if feels like when we …