early morning black lights
24+ all spent in a familiar place not home
what a time what a place what a trip
need it more often
no sips to warm my bones all week
no fuel to start a fire
thinking I might make it a habit
I should learn not to lie
laughing at me as I talk to myself
how silly I can act sometimes
finding freedom in hour long drives
realizing that no matter the sinking ship
whether I like it or not, life is good.
At this moment I am smiling
in a way that can be rare
I was dreaming I was falling
but I didn't seem to care
In the moment I find solace
I see the darkness in my light
and I find they are the same
two sides of a coin in sight
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Fill with mingled cream and amber,
I will drain that glass again.
Such hilarious visions clamber
Through the chambers of my brain.
Quaintest thoughts--queerest fancies,
Come to life and fade away:
What care I how time advances?
I am drinking ale today.
--Edgar Allan Poe
Till Next Session
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