Friends of Bill W.

[LeftWriteFemme]

June 9



Weight Problem


I have trouble raising my 50 pound hand in meetings. In between meetings I have the problem of trying to dial the 500 pound phone. Which leaves me with this 2,000 pound weight on my chest and no air to breathe, no life to lead. There is the difficulty of the relentless tyrant, my would be sponsor, the person I fail to ask. Plus, the home group that does not support me, since they do not know my name. All the while folks laugh and talk and have a good time, I can see none of them have suffered from my weight problem.





Continue to move into your home




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CLONING DAYS



The novelty of sobriety causing sweet days
Wore to gauze and I attempted control
I cut, pasted and sutured elements of good living
In an effort to make 24 hour of personal perfection.

I was so sure I could replicate these jewel days
I would make perfect spheres, everything round and even
One after another like a string of pearls
The more I tried the harder God laughed
.
Days are their own planets
Saturn is different from Mars
And today will have as little to do with tomorrow
If I let it all work out.

Perfection is a thing which is born to live
Not a thing I can draft in a dish or test tube
Life will-out
Or chaos will prevail.