a sight for tired eyes
and heaven for an aching back
you are my boat of dreams
cast away into the night
never waking to the unnatural
sounds of the bustling road
oh! the crinkly sound that your feathers make
the clouds that suspend my limp figure
you, being almost as good as the best hug
will never leave me in spite or anger
if you ever broke
i would lie in disarray like a lonely corpse
stiff, cold, desolate
like a tragic story unfolding, unstoppable
don't let me down
when you broke oh so long ago
i thought you would never be the same
but i fixed you
nursed you back to health
the feathery cover over your core like whipped cream
makes friends jealousy rise when they
sink into your feathery layers
the layer cake of feathers
the cloud of wonders
ode to my bed.
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