breathing was a surprise,
it’s 4 am and I’m still alive;
when you said good bye,
I thought that I had died.

but no,

my friends, jack,
and a pack or two, and I,
spent the night with sorrow
saying good bye until tomorrow.

and yes,

I’ll still miss you now and then
but that was yesterday;
now I’m on the free mend
with a rainbow full of friends.

only a few hearts

can live with no regrets,
mine is a lifetime still to forget
the fool that I have been,
and will continue to be,

a collection of loose change.

(Published in "x Magazine")