Goody Hoo - Gemma Ray

Goody Hoo, the night?

s upon you

Moonlight lays lazy across your face in a silvery glaze

Your eyes are quick but stationary

Feathers are thick with oils and excess

Stretching through blue simmering shivers

Cool iridescent quivers

Who are you to raise a question?

Tight tree bark claws grip onto anything that dares to blink

Your dissidence will see no jury, so eloquent your fury never shows

Flows to the blue simmering shivers, cool iridescent quivers