<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389955" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Man Under the Bed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The man under the bed<br>The man who has been there for years waiting<br>The man who waits for my floating bare foot<br>The man who is silent as dustballs riding the darkness<br>The man whose breath is the breathing of small white butterflies<br>The man whose breathing I hear when I pick up the phone<br>The man in the mirror whose breath blackens silver<br>The boneman in closets who rattles the mothballs<br>The man at the end of the end of the line</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I met him tonight I always meet him<br>He stands in the amber air of a bar<br>When the shrimp curl like beckoning fingers<br>& ride through the air on their toothpick skewers<br>When the ice cracks & I am about to fall through<br>he arranges his face around its hollows<br>he opens his pupilless eyes at me<br>For years he has waited to drag me down<br>& now he tells me<br>he has only waited to take me home<br>We waltz through the street like death & the maiden<br>We float through the wall of the wall of my room</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If he's my dream he will fold back into my body<br>His breath writes letters of mist on the glass of my cheeks<br>I wrap myself around him like the darkness<br>I breathe into his mouth<br>& make him real</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Erica+Jong">Erica Jong</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389955" data-title="The Man Under the Bed de Erica Jong" data-description="The man under the bed The man who has been there for years waiting The man who waits for my floating bare foot The man who is silent as dustballs riding the darkness The man whose breath is the breathing of small white butterflies The man whose br..."></div> </div> </div>

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