Goody Hoo

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