Bookmark: Good morning!

I found a page in the cracks of my bed
and once I began to reach,
I began to doubt this discovery,
in all of its formalities
And instead,
brought falsehoods to lay in my bed
Next to me,
in my bed.
There the two of us slept
It with its pitter-patter of contact,
And I simply adhering to its nature.
Not for long would this go on,
And I took it to lay on the mattress
where it belongs.
And I retreated to the crack,
The crease it once called home
usurped the state of the bookmark-
and there I called my h o m e.


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