Underthebed
the phone is RINGING......
i know who it isn't
i have to get out
from under the bed
i have to do what i said
i am going to be nice
i will not
be sad
or mad
or the perception
of bad
but, oh....honey
it is so
sweet and dark under here
i can almost
feel your breath
in my ear
your whisper
your lips
oh, babe, YOUROUR lips
but oh, now i must do
as i promised
because if i am honest
i don't want to be
talked about
in the missions
so i will do as i said
and i will pullllllllll
myself out
from under
the bed
with a heavy
dead
heart.
janetta harrington
Copyright © Janetta Harrington | Year Posted 2007
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