There are many different ways to eat dark chocolate
I like to let each square make it's home on my tongue like to let it's home flood with coffee and muffled "oh my godddds"
When trying to decide whether or not something is worth crying or apologizing for I try to scale myself to the rest of the galaxy try to remind myself that having a black hole for a heart is not courageous
But smiling with chocolate covered teeth or kissing coffee stained lips
that's pretty brave
I wrote this poem sitting on the floor of my front porch facing the main road during rush hour while I drank coffee and ate ginger crystallized in dark chocolate watching the sky and having regrets when it suddenly occurred to me that nothing really matters all too much and we should just do what we think we should do. So I didn’t cry or apologize to anyone that day, but I did hug my dog.