A Hundred Nights

Ninety days and a hundred nights without Taco Bell ~ Gary

Nights are the hardest
while the whole world sleeps
and compulsive eaters sigh relief
and head for the secret stash,
for the sweets set aside,
for that extra sack of chips.
Nights are the time when nobody sees
when comfort waits, when cravings reign.
Until we learn that God's right there
lit by the refrigerator light
waiting for a filament of despair,
a crumb of willingness.