The Sound
This ribbon of sound
Was unbound
Splitting it was found
Twisted folded around
To make a mound
Knew which pound…
of flesh was bound
To sink down
To form the word, a sound
The ribbon of sound
Was found
A narrative of life
Bound in the unbound
This Ribbon of sound.
Posted: Wednesday, January 8th, 2014 @ 6:13 pm
Categories: Poems.
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