My Restless Pillow
My Restless Pillow
Crying in my pillow,
my limbs hanging
as feeble and limp
as a weeping willow.
Drowning my sorrows
in mounds of raspberry
stuffed cheesecake phyllo,
running from my regretful
days in ten gallon hat Texas,
when I spent my days
walking with the gray armadillo..
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