BED

                                Bed, bed what have you under thee.

                                A reflection of my peculiar mind?

                                Or just a hidey hole for your scary bits,

                                Do you mirror me, do you parallel me?

                                Or are you my dark side?

Boo no just a dust bunny

                                Bed, bed what have you under thee,

                                Is it my mothers’ reflection?

                                 Is it a portal from another dimension?

                                Is it a collection of your what ifs?

                                being seen from the planet regret.

Boo no just dust bunny

                                Bed, bed what have you under thee,

                                Am I just shadows of something lost,

                                Or just shadows of something to come,

                                Am I a shadow of something more solid,

                                Or just a shadow of your imagination.                    

BOO I am no shadow I am you, killer dust bunny

© 2017 r leach

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