I accept 
what is 
as all
but dreams 
still haunt
what’s left 
leaving me 
heavily heaving
as though 
life was
a binge 
and night 
its hangover 
perhaps coffee 
maybe coffee 
yes coffee 
will erase
these dreams 
from mind 
and I 
will be 
ready to 
drink again 

The best thing 
about going through 
what I’ve been 
is enjoying what 
little I have 
for when I 
did have more 
I had less 
of that which 
I have now 

I find comfort 
in darkness not
the suffocating black 
but more the
gray the dance 
of candlelight the 
sliver of moon
passing between the 
part of curtains 
and those brief
bright stars that 
appear in your 
eyes when they 
catch the same 
it’s in these
and in those
that darkness dreams 

Life is perspective 
not opinion or
point of view 
those things are
simply thoughts perspective 
is culled from 
experience while the 
others are feelings 
tastes and reactions 
perspective is foundational 
a rock or 
reflection or tree
upon which to 
sit or stand 
or to climb 
and then ponder
or wonder or 
for some see

Frequently we must 
taste of the 
forbidden fruit to
understand just how 
bitter most things 
are that we
have wanted badly