The King-Size Bed


I haven't slept under the covers
for months now
it just seems too damn intimate
to crawl between clean smelling sheets
the way a couple would do.

So I lie on top of the comforter, funny;
I still sleep on one side of the bed,
covering myself with a favorite blanket,
A Christmas gift many years ago.
I don't suck my thumb like Linus though.

I haven't slept under the covers
for months now
and my shrink doesn't even know.


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