I woke this morning fog in my head turning grey
thoughts to black but I know better
now supposedly these dark clouds carry no impact because I am older and wiser and have
done ‘the work’
so as prescribed I do what is necessary to blow the density from my head
face the new day and let the recall of self
loathing the everything I am in the world be a distant
memory like
another person who told me a story and fill
in the blanks with a past life
dreams are sometimes real and messages and sometimes
not
there is room in this day to remember that before
I begin I get to choose so today I search my soul and find it clear
so trust my self to turn to the crack of light filtering through just now and
say hello Trish you are doing so well I love you.