Now

There is this place I feel like I belong

where I can see beyond

a world inside my head

a place where original notions

might evolve

An analyst’s couch where once we told

our darkest nightmare,

that undecided frightened look of terror

only for his eyes

later her eyes were telling the same

truths

There is this place where I might shadow fear

to find the words suggest

I’m here …

now.

~

*photo credit – my coffee shop (they let me drink here)