Half



she is lonely 
like the lioness.

she is lonely
like the things we
lie on when we don't
lie on them, 
                    like the
half-empty bed, so 
full of the knowledge that
one half of it will never
be lain upon and one
half, 
        if only for tonight, 
will.



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