by M. Douglas Hoss
Different psychiatrists
Who depend on strangers,
Appear in your nightly dreams.
But they always slam the door as they leave
And never agree with each other,
Constantly fighting about the smallest things.
But in the morning,
When the couch crumbles
At the touch of your eyes,
It becomes painfully obvious
That even death can’t bring relief.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
M. Douglas Hoss was born in Wichita, Kansas on March 28th, 1957. He has studied English and poetry for over twenty years, and in 2005 had his first book "From Time To Time" published by the Western Virginia Foundation for the Arts and Sciences, which was so successful, that signed copies of a first edition paperback sell for over $80.00 on the internet. Afterwards, he taught English and College level literature overseas and later moved to Seattle, Washington where he now resides, working on his next three books.
Last updated April 25, 2013