Pteryla

Howl, caught in the open,
down, it’s bleak and it’s sobering.
Flower, bloom in the broken,
cower, doped to recovering.

Grow crown and suffer,
you stole, you stole
in featherweight.

Sold, bought all your smokescreen,
fold, you were all coupling.
Told, a daughter to love me,
hold, still you’re in all things,

and I see your body,
and I’ll tease you slowly.

Bring an ocean down,

I need it, you bordered out.