Last night, I slept on the floor.
I slept on the floor with the stuffed alligator that has been sleeping with me since long before
I've ever had to sleep on the floor.
And I remembered;
that when I was seven years old - My sister and I, we slept in a closet if we didn't want to sleep on the floor.
And when we slept on the floor,
we slept in the middle
of that mansion
parading as a log cabin,
That they built their lies on from ground up.
And we slept on the ground.
And through the night, as we tossed and turned -
And we saw men peer through windows,
And had nightmares,
And weathered storms,
While their beds remained comfy and warm.
(ugh)
8:53 p.m. - 2016-07-18
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