What Happiness Costs

Sitting on my couch,
Eating good cashews.
Owing nothing
To anyone.
Wanting nothing more
Than to be
Where I am
At that moment.

Happiness costs less
And much, much more
Than you think it does.

Dear Sleep

We haven't been friendly lately,
Between the nightmares and coffee
I haven't visited you as much
As I should have. Tonight
I'm up late again and tomorrow
I'll miss you even more as I sink
Further and further into the surreal life
Phantoms swimming up
To pull me into the deep end of the pool
And you think I've lost you
You think I'm a stranger in a strange land
And while this is all true
I'll finally catch you like a young dude
Riding his bike as fast as he can
Through the empty streets of a small town
That doesn't give a fuck.