Friday, November 6, 2015

a poem

Inspired my week three of my unemployment.

Untitled (by Carolanne Mitchell)

I have become one with the couch.
Cushions, stained and worn, bend to my form-
hold me like a child.
Feet recline and I'm lost in the soft blue glow
of the TV.
A lazy cat presses against my side-
Sister.
Netflix: Always there in my time of need.

Outside orange leaves bounce off  blue sky
squirrels scurry in the backyard preparing for the cold
rustling leaves.
Birds sing to remind me, beckoning me.

But the couch grips me tighter,
the cat stretches her paws,
And Netflix asks if I'm still watching.
I am.

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