In The Living Room
Poem
Oct 5, 2021
I am a native of sofa land
the cushions hold
the petty pelf of the pockets
who come out
of the dark caves
when unearthed by
month-end archaeologists
with tight finances.
I am a native of sofa land
the cushions hold
the petty pelf of the pockets
who come out
of the dark caves
when unearthed by
month-end archaeologists
with tight finances.