1/2 Off Love

It sat there,

In the window,

With a sign singing:

"This week only, ½ off love!"

It seemed like a good deal.

But now it's lying on my bed,

And when he turns,

The springs gossip

And titter nervously;

Loud as my mother's raised eyebrows

,,,And I sigh.

The wind casts a sideways gasp through the picture

Window, averted buffs bump carefully against

The leaves of my book

Flutter limply.

Through memories and lessons

Not always learned,

all the way through

The pages written by others.

All the pages written

By ½ off love.

Strings of words

Strings on my limbs

But no strings attached.

Don't ask too much

I'm ½ off love remember?

The Bed creaks again,

Springs in muffled hysterics.

Until,,,

My pen scratching

The wind swish whiffing

But strings and springs are silent.