Gratitude for when i commence

babies climb with me over the fence

daylight turned on

brain compression gone

only one small dent

warning me not to court sorrow

A mere micro dot of ache remains

if i succumb

an increase in pain

succumbing means thumbing through tough times again

holding them against me like a pack of cards

playing them

Sorrow is a country

and sorrow is a beach

i admit to a bad sorrow habit 

kept easily within reach

i got over alcohol though

and other addictions

Sorrow herself is new in town

she only got me

on the way down

i had a bad rejection at the end of a bad year

coming at the tail end of a decade of bad men

but i wasn't in mourning

People who know me bet i can

ass kick sorrow

make poverty my friend

wear invisibility like a desirable coat

take it off or don't

count my blessings