Jokes so reality doesn't crush me.
A corner of light
to stretch across the room
when the mood is dark.
Sometimes it's not appropriate;
heavy blankets pull over my head.
I anchor myself down.
Though the thoughtful distance
into deeper dark
is worth appreciating,
The way up requires the right energy.
The energy to
clear the hauntings of past lessons,
shake words that never went anywhere,
& to do this without bruising my own mind.
The energy to forgive myself
for my feelings,
So they may lift my sinking heart
to higher thoughts.