Could be Miserable...

I shall reach
this state
of
Les
Miserable
if I try
really hard...

but...
happiness
is easier
less face muscles
to exercise
'n'
all that

as the world
impresses
impressionism upon me
I find myself happy...
bugger...
:)

Loud local pub music
the justified
high note,
a screaming,
and Irish whistle and drum-beat
that cover...
all life is a cover...
you are covering...
what?

He poises quietly
beautifully arranged hands
fingers pointed
thumb and forefinger
thoughtfully arranged

sitting quietly
I reflect...
my father wasn't a physicist...
My father was,
well..
my father...
for-ever loving
what luck...
what a head fuck...

Every one is trying to bum me out...
Eels...
it's all queer...
visited Avesbury today,
stone circle overwhelming,
Winchester Cathedral yesterday,
this is definitely a UK family right...
but will the Stallion be a Mare...

I don't know...
But I feel universal Love...
we shared...

Hands raised quietly...
and a circling of, and thumb
and of fore-finger
in poise...

My Buddha,
bring me...
truth...
bring me,
Home.