Laying on a futon:
One can watch city shadows
dance across a crème wall
in a precious puppet show.
The naïve youth can play their dreams
sprawled out on the open ceiling
like a cheap movie theatre.
An equally tenacious and foolish romantic
can open a window to the city
and smell their next lover’s perfume.
Yes the futon is great
for resting before new adventures,
but to not feel its fabric
before moving to silken sheets…
That’d be a travesty.
