Occasionaly

I think of vobrant sunsewts

And Labrador puppies

Bouding over green backyards.

Every now and then 

I think of pure daisies

Blending with white clouds

Against deep ocean blue skies.

Sometimes

I think of soft kissing,

Loving passionately in

The back of a cramped car.

But often,

I don't think; the darkness swells

When it overcomes everything else

I cannot think of these things.