Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Mattress

She expels the light in hopes of feeling.
In the dark she rests easy
and her feet are barely moving...
There is a basement with the mattress on the ground
it's form is fit and the pillow stains are maintained by tears
and he spent his time lying at her side
but his ignorance not helping
unable to fully sense the pain she was exerting
and now the regrets that are regrettable
are useless because both their feet refuse to move to what is needed
and each stay alone in the basement with a mattress on the ground.