Now I Sleep In A Basement Poem by Patrick O'Reilly
Now I Sleep In A Basement
Now I sleep in a basement,
Centered on a fold out bed,
Feeling the drip from the pipes overhead
And the furnace’s fiery yelp in the dark.
Haunted?
The dark
Is cold, like hard iron
Like prison walls, moist
But still soft enough for something like home
And I’m here on my own
Sleeping strange and sound.
Monday, August 21, 2006
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4/25/2024 6:59:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
really liked the piece strangely peaceful is how I’d describe it