Couch - Exploring Brokenness: Poetry on Pain, Anger, and Human Flaws

Couch

Not much money
Coming in these days,
Bob got laid off and
My warehouse hours
Are still part-time.

We had to move recently,
Needed some furniture
For this place,
It’s not much but
It’s home for now.

This couch here,
Found it at a place
Where we can pay
A little each week and
Buy it over time.

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Poetry by Guy Farmer