Sometimes, a little is enough.
Not all the time,
not even often but
a little is enough.
I’m sitting in my tattered garden with
Bloody Mary and
the Marlboro man.
There’s the blinking sunlight,
Audrey Hepburn sunglasses
and skin, no longer burnt, itching,
as if to say: I am still alive!
Sometimes, this is all you need to have enough.