lunch with the girls

strange coincidences

plague everyday or bless them

depending on how you see things

half full or half empty

the sun is always going to win the battle

must be true because sometimes

it feels like a big hug

but that sounds kind of stupid

until you sit outside

and spring has finally arrived

not quite here yet

filling pages in preparation

for the warm days in the sun

strange coincidences

lunch with mother and her mother

the time of this thought

and her strong belief in angels

can’t say I have ever been touched by one

the supernatural kind I mean

of course by plenty at one time seemed

angelic-like or whatever the term is

haven’t felt the supernatural type

seems like superstition-al to me

and there I go inventing words again

as if I am half supernatural in my own way

don’t get me wrong true desire to transcend

what we perceive to be real

and understand the mind a little more

some might not take the time to think

unless others think it too

who in the world thinks like this

as random and all over the place

out of place in every place

and outside the lines with a big black crayon

carving coincidences of my own

all over these cell walls like a prisoner

of the mind knowing I am not alone

plagued or blessed by many thoughts

that just won’t stop

and an anxiety that is just functional

enough to get through another day

but for now I will enjoy

lunch with the girls…