To enjoy 
the freedom 
of the 
present is
by settling 
the debts
of past 
not by
ignoring them 
but facing 
and the 
hardest and 
the heaviest 
come last
for those 
are the 
ones who’ve 
been feeding 
the longest 

It’s done 
be it
meal madness 
or men
time now 
to savor 
to sit
in silence 
and watch 
dust settle 

I’m just going 
to sit here
and be quiet 
it is better 
I think than
running away from 
one storm and 
headlong into another 

The value 
of life 
isn’t in
its binding 
but rather 
the perspective 
gleaned from 
pouring over 
the pages 
in between 

And as I 
tuck in nightmares 
once thought of
as dreams I
use dirt instead 
of blankets to 
cover them one
day I’ll plant 
petunias there or 
maybe rhubarb and 
make use of 
the fertile soil 
of what once 
might have been