Leftovers

 

 

 

Leftovers

from yesterday, or when…

just like my waterbed

whatever sheets I use

I sleep with

whatever company I keep

I am with

whatever heat-setting

I might use

I’ll shiver or roast

if I don’t find

a happy medium

just like my waterbed

self-

my mind is nothing

but  leftovers

bits and pieces

from German dictionaires

handouts

from many languages

crumbs

from the table of technology

smidgens

I swept up, while waiting

left with this thought

I’m left

waddling over

to my waterbed

after a long day,

thinking

“I certainly hope

no one will drain

or flood

this waterbed

tonight!”

left…

…over

helmut s. 1/99

…and have a most beautiful day, every day!