Screaming Feathers

Screaming Feather's The echoes of chaos ran through his head Sitting on the edge of his king-size bed Placing his pillow over his face The feel of his four-day stubble On his custom pillowcase with ruffle lace His head has been in a sort of bubble Pressed against his lips was tight A neanderthal scream he let it go The feathers absorbed the blow of the scream Just in time to lay down to dream He closed his eyes just for a minute The feathers released the cries that he wept An echo of screams just came out The feathers only hold the doubt By: Michael J Price