A Dreamhome for the Lonely
by Graham Catt

    the doorknobs
    are shaped like hands
    with palms open in welcome

    the chairs are like laps
    with arms that embrace
    and shoulders you can lean on

    the refrigerator will talk
    as long as you want
    about sport, sex or the weather

    the bed will massage you
    at the end of the day
    the pillows will hug you back

    and if you should wake in fear
    the lamp will hold your trembling hand
    - the clock sing you a lullaby






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