April 11 Poem a Day

April 11

the problem is
on days when the couch bed pushes back
leaves me stiff and strangled by loose blankets
I deliberately miss the formality of matching sheets
on the bed in the room that sits empty
and pass out into sleep front of the television
computer humming safely in the background

on these days
I would take any kiss from you
even if it means I am
home wrecker
other woman
whore

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