Lights Out

Lights Out

(written April 2017)

 It is midnight and as Thursday unfolds into Friday, I'm laying in my bunk. Lights out. My bunky sleeping and I’m listening to Outkasts :13th floor/Growing old (if you haven't heard it do yourself a favor and look it up) and scrolling through the picture album on this tablet. Lookin at pics of family, the kids, friends, messages from old and new friends alike, pics from back in the day and pics from the still turning world, snapped since I've been down. For the briefest of moments I forgot where I was…lost in the faces and words of the people out there still living and some who aren't…granted a momentary release from this place. The best I can hope for at the end of another day ... momentarily release. LOVE!!!