My Right Side Rings of Liberty, While My Left Concludes That It’s Sound

by animalworkss

There’s a foul stench stuck in my pillow case
It won’t even come out in the wash
There’s a foul dream which recurs in my image-scape
It won’t even die on alarm
There’s a foul fear filling my soul with weight
It won’t even show itself clear
And at the risk of sounding ridiculous
I believe thought clouds have slipped out my ear

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Copyright Keli Birchfield 2016

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