for a lifetime, comfort has been the best I could achieve
but here, and now, I wonder
is this joy?
the joy of life
is it real or a complicated fiction
frothing about in my brain?
inside my love tent, twinkling along with the lights
nestled against the solidity of your reality
dusted with all of my own words and wishes
the nano-angels battling for my sanity
is this a victory celebration?
I have the world at my fingertips
sunrise in all directions
a ravenous feast
warming my skin and lips
and feeding my
but the sun will set eventually
the demons will assault me
if I sometimes let them win
then remind me
that the sun always rises
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