/ Purple Feathers

A Purple feather in the trees

Through the window pane

And out into the breeze

Insert it here?

In utero?

Or beneath the knees?

take humor in this

if you liked banana pudding too

then I would like you

like you liked it too

To all of those who didn’t think I could

To all of you who didn’t think I would

Waiting here, longing here, always hungry and such

Hanging, dangling, swing above the much

Wanting and wasting my broken luck

As the scars of the monsters creep up my body

Living no much longer

flame is just a bother

It’s Alright Riding around in the breeze

It’s Alright standing at the mouth of hell