Crime of Comfort

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It's morning again
                            and
                                   I'm trapped in.

Out of bed
                 but
                       into the same lie I roll.

I have no alibi
                       for
                            committing the sin

of deep-diving
                       into
                             this "cozy" 9-to-5.

"Take a risk!

             Crawl out of this!"

                             my insides plead.

"Answer!"
                I cry,
                        "Please come to me...

bound and warm
                           or
                                 cold and free?!"

 


© Candice Reineke 2014

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Candice Reineke

Thu 11th Sep 2014 16:04

Yes Phil, perhaps the grass isn't actually greener, but that doesn't stop my desire to see it. Thanks for the FREE advice haha ;)

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Candice Reineke

Fri 5th Sep 2014 15:23

Thanks Andy, glad you enjoyed it :)

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Andy N

Fri 5th Sep 2014 12:50

clever, clever, clever.

really enjoyed reading this

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Rose Casserley

Thu 4th Sep 2014 17:33

haha! white linen rafting eh?

Great poem Candice.x

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