Gary sinselady: My lover snores... I feel his breath on my hand. As my fingers Trail? Touch? Pet? Yes pet. His forearm, at least I think its his forearm. I have my eyes closed. The cat opened the door, knocked something over and left and left it open. The light from the hall is bright and annoying, but not my lovers snoring. cjb 10/13/19 sinselady: Depression I try to exist hoping things will change I try to be happy with an anchor around my neck I can tread on water but why or why not I cant get rid of this reality There's a shoe waiting to fall What shoe? The shoe that has a shoestring tied to my shoestring connection to happiness. cjb | poems Chat Room Similar Conversations |