and his bed – poem

write something
and put it out there

might be good
might be great

“It’ll be stolen!”


fear cripples

man walks alone at night
forgot about his kids for a while
he gets home
they’re still there
in their beds

They dreamt of him

His wife doesn’t
not even a sigh of relief

he feels for his bed
alone again


-M. Taggart

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