Wings
Wild lines of beasts alive
Manic scream from the countryside
Clouds drift by like wings fly

Blackberries black as black cats
Maid with the insect dress
Is ready to please joanne

She can make me laugh
She can make me be
Careless and happy

Dressed in a long skirt
Of venomous tentacles
Blessed by the breeze
Blowing in your hair
Lips like delicious
Mountains of flesh