lost alone in a house too cold

Take the pillow
below your head
peel the feathers
from the corners of the bed

And lost
alone
in a house
too cold for the comforters

Follow the mouse to the basement door
just steps down
to where your soul
can be found

But you’ve gone
to pick daisies
for a bed of Children
gone to the cold

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