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|Reviewed by Joanna Leone
|It is true. An old bed holds so many memories. It is the bed that has seen tears, laughter, illness, love, joy, and being weary. If a bed could speak, it would tell thousands of stories. The older the bed, the more comfortable it seems.|
|Reviewed by Charlie
|This is just rife with imagery and energy. I think my cultural background keeps me from understanding it fully, though. I do not know what the "clucking lizard above, smil[ing]" means, but for all that, I like him there. Is he an omen, an archetype, or a folk lore? I'd really like to know.
I love "unreliable infinity" -- great word combination! --Seems like I'm always relying on infinity to complete my story. The line I always quote is this: "I'll sleep when I'm dead!" And I run around doing, doing, doing, and never getting anything done. "Infinity will take care of that while I'm sleeping"-- I'm always telling myself this. So that line speaks volumes to me.
Your creaky bed is a great subject to write about-- I love the stains of old dreams on the matress (great visuals!)
There are a couple of word conjugations that need adjusting. Double-check them, and sure-up the tenses.
Take care. --Charlie