Vent Poems

45pillow case

Pillow case I sleep atop
It's one and only job to stop
The shmutz and tears and everything else
How can it love if it can't love itself

This pillow case I think I know
Yet this same cover is a shield not a net
It's not window yet a hole
It's grabs a captures
It steels and holds
It pesters and whines
It's mine it's yours it's yours it's mine
It's everything and nothing
We'll all be fine