Happiness

Ah, happiness, that elusive state

i surf cyberspace but I cannot locate

i put up huts, thatched of smiles and style

the lady i saw this morning

perched on the far edge of her mind

swallowing life around and getting swallowed back

she got me thinking, of thinking and meditating

of life and its meaning

'i must not fear', the first line in my journal quotes Frank Herbert

i must not fear, huh! sure, death is not scary

i'll tell you what is scary if you will not get scared

i'll drown my worries if you will stay overnight.

now that i have your attention dear, tell me, what makes you happy?

my occult dream told me i could be loved too

but dreamland is way tricky and sure without mirrors

my half-lover needs a star out of Orion

when they are slipping away, they get very close

hearts touching, minds groping for a way out

my boss needs my money, a relapse in despair

my beloved, she knows me better than i know myself

now, that is scary, my friend. she can play me on her accordion

she can make me sing or whine, she can make me love like a runaway lover

she can bend me in folds to fit in her leaking jeans

my hometown has had enough of me, and some extra to give away

my deathbed hasn't seen me since this morning, and that is scary too.