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The Angel on My Couch

See You Next Time

By Alex CaseyPublished 12 months ago 1 min read
Photo by Walter Randlehoff via Unsplash

We had nearly identical lives, eyes

Shared dreams, struggles

Both childhood victims of men, of justice

I lived, she died

I’ve played it in my head a thousand times

There is no explanation


As a teen, I whisper to her, tell her

Of loves, conflicts

No funeral, gravestone night visits

She is with me

She listens to me, replies honestly

We ride our bikes together


As an adult, she comes when I’m drowning

Losing battles

I see, feel her gliding gently down

To comfort me

I move over on the couch, she sits here

Her cold spirit gives me warmth


I tell her I’m losing faith in people

She brings it back

We talk, listen to music, silence

She laughs with me

She stands, begins to float away again

Still grinning, see you next time

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Alex Casey

I'm a full-time educator and part-time writer. My best ideas usually end up on Vocal.

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