On the Couch

Nova Rose
I am not sure
I cannot tell why
But I am on the couch

Legs stretched out
Arms behind my head
I am blank
I cannot think
The clock ticks
I am on the couch

The silence is thick
We wait
The words are gone
Feelings numbed
I cannot speak from the couch

It rushes in, one thought, then the next;
I am ready
Words! they are everywhere
The clock ticks
The time is up!
'Come back next week'
I sink deeper into the couch

Published by Nova Rose

Nova is a wife and mother of 2 young kids living in sunny South Florida. In her spare time, Nova loves to write about what is going on around her.  View profile

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  • M. Eileen Burston6/18/2008

    i love this! i wrote one about the same subject, but they rejected it. i deleted it, before i realized they told me why, to the right of my screen. maybe i'll try submitting it again! you did a great job. it so resonates with me!

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