Tonight's Poet Corner: Red Sheets
Red Sheets by Arden Roddie i blow the candles out here comes the spin and sparks and greyed hair and you, who has been there all these years you fall it's time oh no it's time but NO i am not ready yet for you to go i plead for you to stay i know it won't be long but just a few days longer is enough i plead i plead i plead my plea is heard you rise from the floor from your grave from oblivion and here we are again now both grey-haired and wrinkled and soft so soft between red sheets
