Happy Summer Solstice – foto Smith
Two dead bed poems.
After Mom died, I bought a new waterbed for Lady’s visits and had to sleep in dead Mom’s bed for one night while heating up the new bed (I was 59 years old).
59 Years in a Dead Mom’s Bed
He was 59 years in a dead mom’s bed
An organ of sensitive service
He counted the cracks, a number of webs
And wondered why he wasn’t nervous
— Smith, 2005
And after we decided to move to Europe we started giving away our stuff and this was my Craig’s List ad offering up Mom’s bed.
Free Bed, No Board
Have FREE single bed,
3 storage-drawer base,
free-standing bookshelf-headboard
hardly used by dead mom.
First come, first take, no charge, you carry.
— Smith, 2006
Glow heart – foto Smith