Ode to my red-sheeted bed at 1 a.m.
My mosquito net watches over me
Tucked into the foam mattress
Catching my cell phone alarm clock
When I accidentally push it off
Sheets clinging to me
Out of love? Out of heat?
I roll to the same spot out of habit and gravity
The imprint of my body in the mattress
My bed does not want to forget me
When I leave it
Tucked into the foam mattress
Catching my cell phone alarm clock
When I accidentally push it off
Sheets clinging to me
Out of love? Out of heat?
I roll to the same spot out of habit and gravity
The imprint of my body in the mattress
My bed does not want to forget me
When I leave it
posted by Sahara Sarah at 5:39 PM
1 Comments:
This is so cute, and so funny, and so poetic, all at the same time!
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