couches

This world

is nothing more

than a

never ending

succession

of couches.

Those you

interview on,

sleep on,

fuck on,

dream on.

Each unique in its upholstered horror,

worn thin

and picked apart

by the cat.

So

lift those cushions

if you're looking

for change.

It's waiting for you

to find it

.

                                                                               ~j~