I’m Hopeless And Happy

My dreams are undone in the wintry Midwest Freezing on the broken sidewalks of insanity With snowflakes of loneliness and sorrow Falling like scattered poems waiting to be written And later given to a melancholy girl Trying to survive in the heartbreak world. And in the barroom back alleys of shattered glass I count my loose change of rejection And feel all pitiful and forlorn In the despairing blue night of the exhausted pale moon But I’m still somehow happy in my soul And promise myself to believe in everything.