Poetry

Thank you

for believing in me.

I could not see it.

I did not understand.

You saw past my facade.

You saw me,

as me,

not someone

who I thought I was.

Thank you.

Thank you, for seeing me.

They are loud.

Demanding.

I wish I could understand them.

Crying for something

I just do not know what that is.

Maybe someday I will understand.

Until then, I will listen to them meow!

Lack of sleep.

Poor sleep.

Interrupted sleep.

Means all I want to do now

is sleep.

Except, sleep will have to wait.

Life demands I be awake

for at least

a few hours.

When you realize

just how much junk

you have accumulated.

Sorting through it all

you realize

exactly

what is important

and what is not!

As they grow older

just like humans

have you ever noticed

that their bark stretches

and lines appear.

So it looks to me

that trees have stretch lines.

Things that annoy.

Irks that get under the skin.

Feelings of disgust.

Yet, if you talk about it

sometimes

you find they are not so big after all.

Time to pare things down.

Use up all the things in the pantry.

Fridge is mostly empty.

Too bad the bank account

is also near empty.

I can not move.

Paralysis has set in.

Numbness creeps along.

My mind wanders

in a frigid company.

Past the date.

No longer applicable.

Freshness cannot be guaranteed.

The card is not usable anymore.

My brain cells have finally died.

I was going to say dice

but then what about mice?

Or lice?

Worst would be Christ…

But all I really want is to lie

in a warm bath.