Friday, August 25, 2017

Mattress Materialize



Mattress Materialize

Month ending, out they come,
Streets dotted with pale monoliths.
We walk among them as pagans,
Between their standing stones,
Magical meaning long forgotten,
no enlightenment to be revealed.
Swathed in plastic, sealing in,
Dreams, some lost, bitter tears,
Release, exhaustion, books half read.
Guarded by rumors of the uninvited,
Biting interlopers who have lost
the decency to leave when asked.
Suddenly, the mattresses are gone.
Pity, an equinox is almost here.

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peter radley



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4 comments:

  1. Eden BeeAugust 25, 2017 at 4:23 PM

    THAT IS BEAUTIFUL!

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  2. JQ LLCAugust 25, 2017 at 7:22 PM

    It really is. I now have a new appreciation for these entities, even the ones that have been around for months

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  3. Scuba DivaAugust 25, 2017 at 8:20 PM

    In the words of my deceased roommate:"Did you ever see a mattress without a stain on it?"

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  4. NOTORIOUSAugust 26, 2017 at 3:35 PM

    @SD Yes. Mine. And that's after most of the men in Manhattan have been on it. ;)

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