Fall de Cree Summer

I'm browning, i'm wrinkling, you don't see
i shrivel more into colors you ignore
as the earth swallows me
you crush the fire red
Standing on my head you crush the fire red
leaving me for dead
splendid decay spiraling down to my toes
Yellow wilts holes for you to see through
crumpled blue my bare pink womb can't shelter you
you crush the fire red
Standing on my head you crush the fire red
leaving me for dead
splendid decay spiraling down to my toes
Black stemmed orange trimmed
with the slightest wind i'm falling from you
dry and loud stained and proud
like a bursting cloud i'm falling from you
You're so mean when you scream in bright green
in my ear you're loud and clear i can hear
sunken and gray you used to say i'm not enough for you
i will bleed you a seed to start a new i'm falling from you
Black stemmed orange trimmed
with the slightest wind i'm falling from you
dry and loud stained and proud
like a bursting cloud i'm falling from you