Fighting through the thicket.

Brain filled with booze.

Under the cobwebs.

A girl made of earth, a girl made of light
Lips full of colour, eyes full of fright.

A life made of whispers, a head full of air

Words in the wind, caught in her hair.

Wildfemme.

It was covered in dust.

Wolves with wings and catcalls

Cherubs painting the city bright

Rain of fairydust and glitter

Unicorns dancing in the night

Clocks that talk and sing

Blankets flying riders high

Rivers of rum and custard

Stars dripping from the sky.

She sped right through the red light.

Violent and Young.