I agree...who has time to make the bed!
Why make a bed, it's soon time to go to bed anyway... there is always a new poem to write.
what a great, messy metaphor
Love it, the poet "in her natural state".
Gosh I absolutely love this :D
Ha! Hmmm, yes, I do recognise this.
I think one layer of this is relational. Sexual. She's always in the middle of leaving you, even if she's just arrived.
Yes, my metaphor, thank you! I am enlightened and grinning from reading your poem.
An unmade bed begets many a story :)
Yes, this is so very true!
There is never time for the non essential, not when you have writng, researching, and editing to not complete ;). It is a most perfect metaphor.
And you ARE a natural, MZ.
Big smile - your poem is wise and knowing.
Love it! So catchy.
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