Posted by: coolerbecky | June 2, 2009

Pretentious Poetry

Rain against the window
Body on the bed
Lights flicker off
Pillow under head

Silk on wrists
Cotton on knees
Skin on skin
Voice crying, “Please”

Falling from the bed
Falling out of place
Hands tied together
Falling from grace

Hm, it’s been a while since I last wrote a poem. Is this the best I can come up with? Sheesh. This poem is untitled. Does anyone have any suggestions for a title for it?


  1. The Lion Suggests Titles

    Falling Out of My Bed

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