doritos band-aid
not substantial but a start
feed a broken heart

hazy morning, dreams:
in-and-out of consciousness;
slow starts calm the soul.

ironically:
best efforts seem like worst
and everything counts

birthdays long past us:
memories gain brighter hue
with time's ratio

hardwood floors, creaky
ghosts of people past, haunting
everyone is home.

wrapped in warm clothing,
easy to escape the cold:
pointless conversation

old love can struggle
tired bones are forgetful
but all is not lost

my love, dream awake
unimaginable bliss,
reality sleeps