by Holly McCamant
The only stable thing in this house
Is the couch
We got you for Mother’s Day. I was
So excited to surprise you. So ready to
See a glimpse of joy. And you
Proudly told us you dreamt
Of setting fire. To it
You said – it was a dream. But
We knew you dreamt it with your
Eyes wide open. But when
A new couch was needed
You wanted one that was exactly the same.
You chose it.
So it was perfect
