Stream of Conscious

Uncomfortable. Thoughts

rush through the spin cycle.

Secrets hold the tongue of the skeptic

and faith keeps the bottle from the hands

of the steadfast believer. Head and heart

are as the angel is to the fire. This can’t be.

She is her own worst enemy surrounded

by words infused with alcohol and good

intentions. Shattered by selfish actions

and unexpected reactions. Anxious, unrelenting

thoughts consume the woman who cares

too much but knows not how to change

circumstances which she cannot control.

He offers up prayer and she feels a flicker.

With hope that struggles bring strength

and a shot to meet sleep she’ll find peace in

her dreams. Lullabies wrap the wrecked in

cocoons where they learn to fly away

so high.