I often sit to
think about
the complicated
overrated
issues of the day
but to see your smile
and hear your voice
it brightens my dark day

rain beats its drum on my roof
the surrounding sound is pleasant
like the foreshadowing of good things to come
lulls me to a dreamland
a bleak perfection
cool and comforting
metallic waves break the tranquility
a stampede of hovering hooves.
erratic light cracks the darkness
it has become routine
the sky calms
a colored arc caresses the horizon.
all is well.

take a rest
lay down and
feel the glow of
my body upon
your body
it is like nothing I've felt
before
and
your breath
warring my breath
and
your smile
mirrors
mine
i don't think you know quite
the joy of
the glow of
my body
upon
yours.

And so
went the rose
with her lively red and
gleaming blossoms
and i, the iris
softspoken and hushed
by her loud appeal
And so
she paced as I
watched her beauty
and grace as I
smelled her sweet perfume
And
so
she thought she wasn't
gorgeous
but i was the one
who was gorgeous
what is gorgeous
but a word for the
masses
and so
say i to the rose
do you feel the same next to
me as you do
the other roses
how can i
she says
out there i am
not in the presence of
such beauty

relapse is imps who
never cease to ****
at your body with
hateful pitchforks
and recovery is hard but you
can do it but no
you really can't
but you absolutely
need to
don't you
but why do you
need such a push
maybe you don't need to
and i'm sorry if i'm
foolish and
i'm sorry if i'm
insufferable and
impotent and
many words with im and in
but clouds have covered me
veils have captured me
a puddle i've stepped in before
my perception was muddled like
that little puddle and
now i see much more