Poem #2,766 | When I wake alone again

When I wake alone again &
have debriefed my dreams
[& reset what is real] then I
can start [once more] with
all this daily stuff of reality
[that’ll compound & hurry
each experience in whirls –
heartaches spin] – One day
I will recover – I tell myself
this as if it is true – This my
seventh decade’s calling &
my happiness isn’t coming
back [not truly] – I’ll not lie
like others still do & not be
guile-less about it all [& as
tides rise there is less land
to walk on – less will bide]
& I’ll bear truth in my days
after difficult dreams fade