THE COUCH


The couch is ruined.

The couch is crushed.

The couch,

so cushy

so comfortable

so carefully placed

has crumbled in the center.

Its wooden frame is falling to pieces

its pillows, shamed by what it endured

are rent.

The couch will never be the same.

The couch has been crushed.

The couch is

and will evermore be

a was.

The couch is gone.

The couch is ruined.

And, as I calculate

how much a replacement will cost

and I consider

how I must make time for delivery

and I recall

the events that led to this disintegration

I can only admit

that it was worth it.

2005 - 2004 - Late 2003 - Early 2003 - Late 2002 - Early 2002 - 2001

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