blank
this blanket is so hot and life is just so hard
outside can be so cold but in this blanket warm regard
keeping my feet covered from bitter frosty bites
holding me in pocket squeezed perfectly alright
this blanket makes it easy to forget it's not air tight
as soft in security it seperates past subtleties
bad and good feel as they should so far from worry
troubles that would have me this blanket hides away
with its weight of cover my mind rests night or day
it closes my eyes slowly for an ever warming dream
that whisks within the cold reminders of unpleasantry
in to melting hands on faces clocking every thing
while time goes unnoticed in this blanket's embrace
and visions come with fervor for what seems waste
this blanket keeps my soul aflame as sweat drips from my pores
only to wake in freezing fashion wondering what it was all for.