Tuesday, March 23, 2010

crumpled

if i lie still
i almost can't feel anything
at all

My toes become part of the bedspread
my knees the sheets
my thighs are pillows
my head a cotton comforter

If i lie still
and listen to the mattress breathing
I almost can't feel anything.

I almost can't feel foolish - I believed in change.

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