i remain
ever thankful
for the blessings
i have been given
from being surrounded
by brilliant artists
who so happen to be
my closest friends
to the two perfect
children coming over
later this evening

born to be alone
yet given an ocean filled
with beautiful words
to fill the silence
an orchestral arraignment
chaining me to agonies
in a manic myriad
where everything is
always dialed to eleven

i am thankful
for sylvia and hank
for joey for hunter
for frida and her smile
for franz and haruki
for maia and dante
for music filling in
all my various cracks

for love
even if she and i
understand we are better
longingly watching
one another across the room
for the lessons
she teaches me
when i am too stubborn
to listen the first
fifteen thousand times
i remain thankful