February 14, 2012

Birds of Black Feather


Birds of black feather fuck together
Crow jam on eggs
See them fly against the wind
Waves of black matte and dark shadows

Birds of black feather flit together
These are not your typical social butterflies

They know where you live
They even know your name


Birds of black feather frock together
Bored, hanging out  in Gothic drag

Watching and waiting, killing time while

A murder takes place