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My Bed

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A poem about getting older.

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My Bed is plop

in the middle

of a room

of purpose

not

especially suited

to beds

I've become an aged

wanker

sleeping

in the living

room

visitors are fewer

now

Big Jack refuses

to drink

Beer

cheer or condemn

our team

sitting on my

Bed

he remembers what

I used to

use it for

Now

it's closer

to the better

bathroom

 

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Kevin is (writing about yourself in the third person (illeism) is a trip) an artist/writer/carpenter and frustrated songwriter living in Johnson City, Texas. His latest frustrating songwriting attempt is titled, "I Touched the Hand That Touched (more...)
 

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