Happiness Found Poem by Kevin Patrick

I thought I found happiness once
Somewhere at the bottom of a mason jar
Squatting dimly between the smudges of thumbprints
Haphazardly arranged in a jigsaw bow
Of various personas in transit regalia
And other bleached crumbs

I could see it pierced in the crux of the base
Slyly glinting with an aurulent vision
Through the translucent atrium
As if a piece of heaven slipped down to the earth
And encased itself into this introvert frame
Without blinking for pause of an Afterglow

Subtly I twisted the object with Soft spoken hands
Peeking inside with microscopic inspection
Until my eyesight detected the twinkling corona
Dangling from wily rays of a mischievous sun
That poured itself into a refracted narcotic
Of overwhelming sensations and blissful conditions
Until my mind was a blaze with the spark in the vase
Basking with the clarity of intoxicative being sober
In a universe I held in the palm of a bottle
Knowing all of this was just a product of chance
And habitat of good fortune

and a smile gave birth to itself on my lips
Without any reason given, then it possibly could
As I held onto the instrument of infinite treasures
Settling into my cerebellum as worming Lasso
And I laughed as I had never laughed before
In a moment so perfect it didn’t need examining

and then the light collapsed inside the radius
I was left staring into the remains of a jam jar
Gaping at what I thought had been divine
As happiness went right out of business
It had gone in a flash as a movie stars fame
But I was to sun stroked to daintily realize

Happiness was the affliction of being satisfied with life