The bed is growing cold

 

"She says"
The bed is growing cold she says
To the mirror across the room
The stars are falling she echoes
From below the leaking ceiling
That creaks as he moves above
The man she’s never met, who receives half her paycheck for a place that is not home

Where every night he hears her say
The bed is getting cold
I wonder when he will be home
She moves in the morning to work at a place
To keep the hole where he sleeps away the light of day
To keep this bed where they haven’t known love
So just over head the land lord can hear her say
The bed is always cold
Again
I know he won’t be home
So she can leave his clothes in a corner
Take a bed that doesn’t know their love
Sell the ring growing too small for her hand
And leave behind needle carriers tying her to him
So the man upstairs can fall asleep without her nightly prayer, of
The bed is growing cold again.

 

 

Author's Note

Cp. 7:27PM Wed 12/19/07 NM Writing, Here, Tired, Lonely (Written, Tobi.)