Self Centered Tranquility
Inside of our embryonic bubble,
immune from outsiders trouble
Blissfully detached, so unaware
without any single, worldly care
Permanent ecstatic, numb state
contented, equilibrious, sedate
Seemingly impossible, extreme
I can barely, realize in a dream
Perhaps zoned out, on cocaine
goofing off, to Nirvana’s Cobain
Serotonin’s, absolutely buzzing
my perfect lover, she’s stunning
Is this just being, self centered
never have to run, take shelter
Am I the only one, of this kind
perhaps, have a one track mind
Unable to think, beyond today
godless aberration, in disarray
Helping out others, feeling used
giving to charity, getting abused
Being judged, pretend neighbors
giving service, looking for favors
Lock me up, in a heavenly tomb
like it was, inside mothers womb
Good intentions, bring confusion
everyone wants, easiest solution
Do no bad or good, its the same
agnostic, but that’s just a name
Put all this together, and add up
joyous poem, or equally corrupt.
Inspired by, but not for, Unseen
seekers (joy continuum contest)
By David Kavanagh
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