I Know From My Bed (V4) Poem by Michael Lee Johnson

I Know From My Bed (V4)

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I Know From My Bed
By Michael Lee Johnson (Version 4)
(Photo available, originally from Tan Hinh Thuc)

Sometimes I feel
like a worn out old man
with clown facial wrinkles.
When I stare out my window
at the snow falling
near our bed,
my back to yours,
reflecting on my pain.
ignoring yours. I know
I isolate your love.

-2013-

Sunday, October 16, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
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