Thursday, June 25, 2009

the couch


Jun 25, 2009
she's on the couch tonight as lying next to him simply wasn't rest.
he was long since dreaming only five minutes after they'd barely kissed

as she lay there quietly she was angered by the pattern of his snores
knowing he'd sought his own relief while simply ignoring hers

daydreams overwhelmed her and fonder memories arrested her open eyes.
tears, then anger, then frustration and she pillowed muffled cries

she'd moved the tv from their bedroom to find some long lost marital bliss
good sex remained an illusive fantasy and sleep was still dearly missed.

it seemed to happen over time, a friendship grew but passion was entirely gone.
she's on the couch tonight, sleeping peacefully, with the television on.

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