it’s not the wine

i thought, maybe, it was the wine
so, i stopped drinking
weeks ago,
and i’m doing fine with the the insomnia tea
and a couple of CDB capsules to get through
the evenings
until this evening
when someone posts something endearing on Facebook
and the next thing i’m listening to
Sting “Fields of Gold” on Youtube
and bawling my eyes out
2 kleenex fulls of melancholy reverie,
and over exactly what
i’m not even sure,
it’s not the wine
and it’s way past menopause,
so i’m checking out astrology now
and it turns out
i might be a Pisces