{"id":67,"date":"2013-09-08T23:34:00","date_gmt":"2013-09-08T22:34:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.wordsfromarevolution.com\/index.php\/2013\/09\/08\/the-significance-of-the-unmade-bed\/"},"modified":"2013-09-08T23:34:00","modified_gmt":"2013-09-08T22:34:00","slug":"the-significance-of-the-unmade-bed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.wordsfromarevolution.com\/index.php\/2013\/09\/08\/the-significance-of-the-unmade-bed\/","title":{"rendered":"THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THE UNMADE BED"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Sheets posed, immaculate, stretched like skin,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

A sealed envelope tucked and folded, broken into.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
A journey  <\/span>begun makes outcasts of the prepared;  <\/span><\/span><\/span>
covers rucked- a <\/span>disorder of  <\/span>sleep and lust.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
We are adrift on this altar of broken slats,<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
sagging foam, dipping like a pot holed road,<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
a gradient that  <\/span>slides our sleep.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
The headboard, an ugly tombstone, <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
rattles to our oblivion, drums against the wall.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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Afterwards, in furrows, we find crumbs, <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
and search for love\u2019s lost trinkets; <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
an earring, hair pins, <\/span>a tiny Fatima\u2019s hand pointing <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
to  <\/span>stains of darkening continents, kohl,<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
a long, dark hair curling – a river discovering itself,<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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In the microbus, along the Corniche,<\/span><\/span>
where a pharoah wept  <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
and  waves mount concrete,<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
I sense the bed in mourning, <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
imprints of our limbs fading,<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
a fallow field awaiting spring.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
Beyond its borders we are lost, untangled. <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
The day shortens like a burning cigarette.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
We turn back to what has started:<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

an opened letter, hardly read.<\/span> <\/span><\/span> <\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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