Purple Streamers

by Lenny   Nov 9, 2007

Purple streamers
Veins strung out
In a red cave
Engraved darkness
In a morbid
Cold food place
The texture of stones
And concrete

Theres a fire
In dulcet tones
Flickering weakly
Coating shadow
Guests across
the walls.


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  • 16 years ago

    by Drew Gold

    Patters and patterns of yellow princesses and dark movement a guest enters! hi, i'm yellow. don't speak of me purely or remotely, use me to speak. never look at me for we have too many eyes. just see. stupid poets, i can't even believe flamebaths. flame moths, glitter, secret poets, channels of fuzz making my hair stand. ghosts awakening from a Peach. ah , whatever.
    meet my friend. his name is definitely us. i go crazy again