Blanket Fairy

The chair is a bowl

and you are the soup

Your eyelids won’t close

although they droop

Time marches more

Long past the hour

you’d have stopped it

The clock still ticks

as loud as you dropped it

While your pillow calls your head

and don’t you wonder

where you’d go in the dark

of the blanket you dream under?ImageImage

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