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Beds Against Walls

by Chris Sorrenti


At different times in life
I’ve slept in beds against walls
Which were assigned to me
A combination of bad choices and destiny
Mattered not
I’d still get angry when I didn’t have control

Cause beds against walls
The sheets come undone
With no elastic sewn into their corners
And when a bed’s against wall
It’s difficult to even up the blankets
Sometimes you have to pull them off
Start all over again

They say if you make your bed
You’ve got to lie in it
I’ve learned this lesson the hard way
And when your back’s against the wall
Whether standing or lying
Makes no difference at all

It’s silly now when I think of it
Getting upset over such triviality
Cursing those beds against walls
Cause if I’d used a little common sense
To begin with
Never would have slept in any of them

© 1989


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05/22/2007

Posted on 05/22/2007
Copyright © 2019 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 05/22/07 at 10:35 PM

Very good... this poem has a strong does of the unexpected. Rather than just as one might expect... assume the trivial is not worth bothering about in the end--one realizes the symptom of a larger problem undealt with... and it becomes a warning almost a motto, to take care of things...when they come up and the "bed" becomes a larger metaphor! I will not forget this!

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 05/23/07 at 02:11 AM

Hi Chris. Stanza three might be my favorite among these four. Too bad "sense" is so uncommon early on! Thanks.

Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 05/23/07 at 02:50 AM

sleeping in multiples of beds adds multiple sides of character i have found. where you put your head ultimately adds a great deal to what eventually soaks into it. the pillow is the information's route of choice.

Posted by Jean Mollett on 05/23/07 at 03:35 AM

Hi Chris, Great write. I sure know what ya mean about the beds against the walls. It does make it kinda hard to make them up, when your not used to it. Been there and done that. And slept in them too. Hee! Hee! So, don't feel bad. Nah, no need to get upset, no biggy. I guess we all at one time or two in our lives. :)

Posted by Coleman Demiurge on 05/23/07 at 02:15 PM

I saw an episode of the Twilight Zone when I was a kid where this little girl fell off of her bed and right through the wall it was up against, which just happened to be a portal to another dimension - scared the hell out of me; I wouldn't have my bed against a wall for like two years. Anyway, an excellent work: an allegory to adhere to for sure... Very well done.

Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 05/23/07 at 07:11 PM

Having known several who have at times slept in similar beds with backs against the wall I applaud your insight. Not only well written but a lesson learned and shared, wisdom gained comes at a high price at times. smh

Posted by Katerina T Nix on 05/24/07 at 12:25 AM

It took me 6 months to realise why I was so annoyed all the time at my old house... It was because my bed was against the wall and I never got a good night's sleep because I'd roll over and hit the wall... Every night!! Great read, well done. -Kat oxo

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/24/07 at 12:43 PM

LOL!! I laugh in sympathy. Guess most of us have been in that position. Maybe not in "real time" but in our heads and emotions! ( I am attempting to be of some encouragement to two men in prison now because of very bad choices! Those have to be tough beds to sleep in!)

Posted by Christina Bruno on 05/25/07 at 02:08 AM

this poem is a strong extended metaphor that simplisticly but actutely makes your message heard. i especially like when you speak about the details about the bed :)

Posted by Alisa Js on 05/25/07 at 04:44 AM

Great metaphorical one about life and living.. aloha

Posted by Glenn Currier on 05/25/07 at 11:33 PM

Images of beds... altars for our sins, sacrifices, and finest moments. But the making of them... so much more mundane - as your poem alludes.

Posted by Michelle Angelini on 05/30/07 at 04:11 AM

Interesting correlation Chris. I can't count how many beds - against walls or in the middle of a room - I've wanted to jump out of. Yet, each of those experiences always led to learning from it.
~Chelle~

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