I notice only while in bed- <br />That the moon is never a full circle, <br />And the cat sleeps slightly on his side. <br />The pressures of the springs in my mattress, <br />Are coiled askew, and give uncomfortable sensations. <br /> <br />While the pillow which cradles my head. <br />Is not as mellow as the salesperson said, <br />Then, all of the wishes come out from their dens, <br />To play in a world of hypothetical desire and dance, <br />Where whirlwinds of fantasy meet should and could-haves. <br /> <br />Oh the imperfections of things- <br />That emerge from hibernation within my mind, <br />And disrupt the serenity of a warm summer world, <br />Where the moon is never a full circle- <br />And the cat sleeps slightly on it’s side.<br /><br />Lazarus Knix<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-cat-sleeps-slightly-on-it-s-side/
