My Fourth Bound Poem by Rachel Aurelien

My Fourth Bound



Scream within a scream within a sacred dream.
I shouted my whispers in one echo so I conspired a scheme.
I yelled below my belly, above the air, but below the ground.
Mischievous Is my forth bound defending my inner hound.
As weird as I sounds, it's the hunger that I found.
Susie ruled the view, canning hated and threw, it was me that crowed the crew.

Wednesday, April 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams,life
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