We Come Together

In the lightest of times,

It's a party -

Partaking of the wine of

Each other's high spirits, the fatty cheese 

Of joking complaints, and the rich diversity

Each other's company,

We celebrate.

In the darkest of hours,

It's a gathering -

Grasping for another bottle to drown out 

Our inner demons, stuffing our faces with the sharp

Flavor of cheddar to forget the dullness of 

The grind, and savoring the chocolately richness

Of the supportive hearts that surround,

We reach out.

In the constant change,

It's a community -

Through different portals, and various walks of life

We all write to escape from,

Here, we've found more than just survival in the food

Of each other's souls,

Changing solitary pain into unified experience,

And aching longing into steady hope,

We come together.