Second

Just the other side of the bed

I get up each morning

And pull on my skin

It is the only one I got

But at times it’s thin

Don’t worry about it though

I come equipped

With warning labels

And an operator’s manual 

I get up in the morning

And pull on my skin

I cinch it real tight

Then I begin

To do the heavy lifting

Speak softly within

My sphere of influence

At night I roll up

My skin packed neatly

For the morning to come

A new day waiting

Just the other side of the bed

Chris McQueeney    10/24/14

I am in the three hour transit to get out to where my children live...The temperature is slightly chilly and wet but the transit centers have covered benches...no worries though I dressed for the occasion so I am plenty worm...by for now