Coffee

Written by: Richard Bates

mania makes anything feel good
what feels good I come to believe
makes feelings fact like the rush should
a careless basis, this good can decieve

Still, easy ups push engaged intensity
with little to no effort, I just go
until I'm in a feel good reality
now you can believe anything as so

and I feel, feel away
I sense everything I say
cause now nothing feels bad
in the made up truth I've had

What feels bad feels like a lie
harsh negatives can no longer be real
it conflicts with this feel good truth I stand by
and its only fact Im willing to feel

Inevitably life comes and disagrees
with these permissable highs that pretend
that undesirable evidence is a disease
since good must be right, to defend

and I feel, feel away
I feel everything I say
now nothing feels bad
in the made up truth I've had

contrived concrete certainties Im addicted to
add cream and splenda, fill a super-sized mug
each sip I approach what to me becomes true
ungraceful actualities I brush off as I shrug