As the sofa takes action, revealing the smile
of the promising, not being seen in a while,
with demonstrative steps aI walk further, and in
to my bed, where aI fall and expenditure win.
It is not that aI have any feelings against
being caught by the sofa and that way be sensed.
It is more a motif and a matter of choice:
It is bedtime, and late for the promising voice.