She spoke Thick German
with an accent that felt
like it’d get caught in her throat,
and it worried you.

So you worked so hard, your magic,
mixing concoction after potion
after cure-all, but your whiskey
and sour mix and snake oil only
goes so far.

So her tongue lilts ethereally
floating past your ears and right
in to the core of you and
now you have to stop and stare
and perhaps mix up a Wonder Tonic
for your own benefit