Fortean - Violet Vision, Michele Adamson

«It's a fortean look gazing out of your eye

emotionless like the crocodile cry

you have beeen touched by the primitive mind

cold blooded yet trying to be kind

I saw you across a thobbing room

wriggling free I move to you

it’s getting late my favourite time

can’t sleep or eat til I make you mine…"

«I've had enough of you doin' my head

yet I can’t get you out of my bed

I feel your eyes burning a hole in me

get your own life!

let me be!

I glimpse something flicker in the corner of my eye

horizons are widened and i’m not sure how or why

peeling back the layers of you

trying to unpack this topsy turvy goo."

By.

Pierre Denslow