Written By Kwame
I'm being heavy on the bed
beneath this Sunday morning breeze,
it's curvy hips weigh me down
under my ambitions--Marooned,
they can frolic with the curtains. Me?
I let the remote slip to the carpet.
I haven't dozed off again,
there's simply no new woes on the TV.
I'm suppose to fold bath towels.
I could spread the bed with fresh sheets,
but it's quite made actually,
with my crooked legs and elbows.
I'll lay here till noon, after the sun
untangles from our lemon tree.
Maybe no one will knock,
and I can stay here in limbo.
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4 comments:
What perfect timing for this piece, Kwame as today I subscribe to lay around for as long as I'm allowed, LoL
Damn cuz, you're a bad mutha______! And don't I feel like this often...I'm really digging this one. Seeing your words, it will be no wonder to anyone why you were the one person whose words inspired me to write when we were younger. Your work is sooo sick - you need to stop playing...
"I could spread the bed with fresh sheets, but it's quite made actually, with my crooked legs and elbows."
Sounds like the life Kwame! Think I'll apply this to my life tomorrow.*smile*
Love it Kwame!!! There's nothing like lounging on a relaxing day...love this piece!
My favorite lines:
"I'm being heavy on the bed
beneath this Sunday morning breeze,
it's curvy hips weigh me down
under my ambitions--Marooned,
they can frolic with the curtains."
Lovin' it!!!
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