Bedtime Stories Poem by Lonnie Hicks

Tumble down
roll over
hands out
heart cold
he ain't what she'd hoped for
but he is
what she knew;
she ain't what he wanted
but she is the one willing
to be
what close friends
pass for
before
21
two kids
closing doors
trailer park
beer cans
no candor
life closes
before
closing doors.
She ain't disappointed
she ain't happy
its what she knows.
If you don't know
Unicorns
they'll not be missed
life becomes
sufficing
anything else
is
school girl dreaming.
So she opened her skirts
circumvented her own mind
laid down that wedding night
placed dreams aside
knowing maybe, maybe
if not her
her kids
her kids would
learn to fly.

He knew
he
was only offering
broken roses
too proud
to tell her
wasn't he that broke them
grateful she would take them
stuck in vases
token
two dreams
together
pretending
there's water
in the desert.
But yet
aren't these
the stuff
dreams
are
made
of
and human kind's
bedtime
stories?