to toast my friends

Ink drips from my head to my hand,
a slow cascade through arteries and veins
unleashing feelings, relieving pain
contrasted topics run through by a similar theme
“everything’s an experience, and that’s life.
a series of experiences, for better or worse
as long as they’re worth remembering
for the joy or the pain.”
A message I’ve embraced,
And a life I’m filling
until it runs over,
events, emotions, memories
congealing
and foaming at the top
until I’m left with a full cup
to toast my friends