i came home and saw his small bed by the big bed and his green blanket tumbled in sleep. i rolled up the bed and stuffed it in a carrying bag. i washed his green blanket. i'll keep looking at the place where he lays, his place. his place by my place. down beside where i like to lay he likes to lay. i'll think of him there for a while. i'll be drifting in my mind looking at his place.