“Oh, my pillow, my soft, absorbent pillow!
What words of comfort have you for me today?”
Cheer up, all is not lost.
“And what will be the cost?”
Two drops is all.
“And what can I get for five?”
You are loved, even if some mistreat you.
You can have the pair for six.
“And how much for a verbal hug?”
Now that’s a tricky one,
A difficult task for a pillow.
What’s it worth to you?
I’ve saved up a lot,
Over days, weeks, months.
I wonder how much I should offer.
Would a cup be too much?
But as I start to pay
The dam bursts,
The stream won’t be held back.
“Is this enough?”
©2014 H.K. Longmore
Musings of a Kunderian Monster 