Inappropriate Poetic Subjects: Pillows

A marvelous invention, pillows…

We touch them every night
And we spend years and years with them.
They bring us comfort;
Cradle us to sleep —

Just feathers, foam and fabric; but
They seem like so much more;
A part of us, extrinsic,
That we
Keep

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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