Escape
Escape
Stiff neck won't move this mornin'--"Ouch!"
Must come from sleepin' on the couch.
But why go sleep in that big bed
All by myself (a thought I dread)?
It's not as lonesome here--instead--
False comfort and illusion wed.
For this I can so often vouch...
My only price, is just this--"Ouch!"
2006©deborah burch
Copyright © Deborah Burch | Year Posted 2012
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