My Four-Legged Soul Poem by Eric Cockrell

My Four-Legged Soul



my four-legged soul,
running wild through the night,
gnashing, gnawing, tearing,

and howling...
baying at the moon.
my four legged soul

can taste the feel,
can feel the raw....
inside the blood,

inside the flesh.
soul devours darkness,
darkness devours light.....

running wild, and free,
drenched in the moment!
my four-legged soul....

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