ecstatic residency…

“ecstatic residency”

tidal-confidence
liberally applied for a few
hours of escapist-
easy action drifting
from my broken parts.
doesn’t seem like
too much to ask.

afternoon pleasantries are
freshly powdered;
essentially sensationalistic
patent medicines for
fuel,
temporary strength,
powerful enough to overcome
most anything.

still,
let’s not go
chasing windmills.
i don’t wanna confuse
temporary peace & quiet
for perfection.
(it has happened
before.)

i think we’re
staring in the wrong
direction, not that it
matters;
one problem at a time
is as hard as i’m
willin’ to try.
(humor comes easily
during the afternoon.)
getting turned around
could be a red-herring
anyway;
comes with such wrinkled
territory.

i mean, we could
spend all afternoon
debating what truth
means;
if that ain’t a
wasted afternoon,
i don’t know what is.

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Not sure this one is in its final form, but have other things to work on and I like the sound of it enough to post.