Saturday, August 10, 2013

We made our bed in hell

I miss my old friend
but not enough to call
We made our bed in hell
beside the weeping and gnashing of teeth.
Now, I scream with delight upon
the gentle touch of sunlight
beaming through my window-shade.

My mind is clear.
My disposition calm.
I make my bed in heaven.

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