Real Or Not Real?

Real Or Not Real?

Some (many) mornings of late, I wake

with dark birds in my eyes

They have taken the blue of my sky

-fly away with it in their claws and beaks.

REAL

 

Real Or Not Real?

This is how life is, sometimes.

REAL

Real Or Not Real?

For some of us, for many different reasons,

life is harder for longer.

Some, like Mrs. Kennedy,

don't make it.

REAL

Real Or Not Real?

Some people don't need a 'reason' to live.

Living is their reason.

They are very blessed or have worked very hard.

That is not possible for all of us, all of the time.

Sometimes, no matter how hard you work, you hurt all over

inside and out, under and in the fine veins of your left pinkie toe.

You can feel your heart. It hurts.

REAL

Real Or Not Real?

There are clubs no one wants to join.

Life Has Been Very Hard is one of those clubs.

We don't get to choose our childhoods.

We don't get to choose our diseases.

We don't get to choose our losses.

We don't get to choose our tragedies.

Sometimes, we can't even choose what we do.

We can only choose what we think about.

REAL

Real Or Not Real?

Every morning I awake into the internal blindness.

Every morning I lie with my body thick and useless against the sheets

and press my hands very gently against my eyes.

I feel the tears pouring from between my fingers.

Every morning I think of the faces of my children.

I remember I have to be more than I think I am capable of being.

REAL

Real Or Not Real?

My children save me.

REAL