Submitting To a Scream

Place me at a river pulsing

Flaked and comet rush

Abandon me your rolling mound

The stricter ones will blush


Have at me or hover over shoulders

Crimped by plight

I left a rump uncanny

I might stall it for a fight


Awful colours strip like tongue

Corroded heat our flush

I’ve longed to live in India

Of callings she’s my crush


Plough a rain-filled rota

Ruined only by sigh’s dreams

I’m full all round astounded

Know the calming’s in the screams



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