Flying Purple People Eater

Swirling and twirling these tumbling nights. These dreams I had were so vivid and real. The piercing violet light, the oil slick rainbow hue. There were a thousand eyes that watched and curled back into the no where. I felt the slick black coat of the panther, the wet ink fur of the seal. A celebration of the night and the things I saw. My tongue-tied state of mind.