Glory Fly
Fucker just a smear
on my beast horizon
all you bitches
are devoid of the word
the word people
is just a smear to you
and you are blind
to the beast horizon.
It looks purple in sunlight
and looks brown in the darkness
and ferocity
you are a huckleberry ripened
in frost and golden threads
hang from you.
My joy is viceral.
on my beast horizon
all you bitches
are devoid of the word
the word people
is just a smear to you
and you are blind
to the beast horizon.
It looks purple in sunlight
and looks brown in the darkness
and ferocity
you are a huckleberry ripened
in frost and golden threads
hang from you.
My joy is viceral.