how to be happy
Why not sleep heavy through the night
like a child. Why not let myself be mad.
Last night in the bar, my first love’s father
was married. The bride wore slippers.
Why not laugh while crying, as the baby
did twice before he screamed.
Why not try self discovery which is not
the same as loneliness. Why not give
in. Why not sleep heavy through the night
on my stomach, cheeks flush, palms
on the pillow to catch my dream fall.