Pagosa Springs Artists

Cocoon

 

Supine young woman,
cocoon of daydreams
knit into the soft arms
of  an  undemanding
old sofa,  lulled prone
by drone of infant babble,
toddler prattle, T.V. drivel,
sated with dissatisfaction,
confined by need of
tender understanding,
can you summon any change
without the Discovery Channel?

 

 

first published in Opened Eyes

©2001 Bonnie Manion

   

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