Tag Archives: Happiness

Who’s Stopping You?

Once upon a time

My default face was smiling

Under burden of conformity

To the status of “not bad”.

In that far off kingdom

My heart was reconciling

My duty to the status quo

And the feelings that I had.

A princess in a tower

Which was formed of graying stone

And tasked with daily maintenance

Of contentment with conviction.

The dragon tasked with guarding me

Was a creation of my own

And the “fines” and “goods” I murmured

Masked my inner benediction.

Once upon a time

I let my default smile fade

And the gray stone tower crumbled

And I bade the dragon eat me

But without the need for outer peace

My boldness was repaid

And I found the dragon of my mind

Had no strength to defeat me.

The kingdom of the “good enough”

Is a fairy tale now.

My default face is smiling

But my smile is not a scam.

I smile as a person who

No longer wonders “how”,

Who smiles not to inoffend

But because of who I am.

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My Marriage

She says “What?”

I say “Your butt.”

Then we both smile

And snuggle a while.

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It’s The Little Things

So World War 3 is imminent

And everyone’s poor and depressed

But they’re selling egg nog at Costco again

So I feel a little less stressed

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Dear Weirdos

To the girl with funny yellow shoes

And the deaf guy who would sign the blues:

I hope you never have to choose

Between yourself and “normal.”

To the folks who love their face tattoos

And the ones who never drink the booze:

I hope you never, ever lose

Conviction just to be formal.

To the historians and dreamers,

The philosophers and schemers,

The poets and the memers

And the “just-plain-downright-odd”s:

I hope you never lose the spark

To make a name or leave a mark

Because few of us can parallel park

And fewer still are gods.

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The Little Things

You know when you’re eating the pasta

That’s shaped liked a little wheat shell

And they stick on your tongue while you eat them

And you feel like the whole world is well?

Or how ‘bout when you’re dehydrated

And your pee is all yellow and bright

And the pee-water gets kinda cloudy

And you flush and it all feels alright?

I like that just-popped-a-zit feeling

And that “earwax is washed away” calm.

It’s just me? That may be, but I’m hoping

You find your own commonplace balm.

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You’ve Identified The Problem… What’s Your Solution?

If you call out “Woe is me”

Be assured that you are right,

For only you can cause the grief

Of thinking through the night,

Of worrying from dawn to dusk

Of things you’ve yet to do.

But if you choose to not be woe

You’re wise among the few.

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Imagine The Worst Thing In The Universe… Then Make It An LGBTQ Miniseries

Whenever you say “This is the worst”

Just ask yourself questions three:

1. How long will it last?

2. Have I seen worse in the past?

3. Is it going to be bought by Disney?

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Millennial Fantasies 2: The Great Reset

They’ve already invented a time machine.

I’m as sure of this as I’ve ever been.

The reason it isn’t a feature today

Is because all the time travelers went away

To a time when a house was only 10k

And your wife could stay home with a kid on the way,

When votes were counted, voices were heard,

There wasn’t a World War (let alone a third).

They traveled and traveled and stopped at a time

Where telling the truth wasn’t punished as crime.

I just hope when they stopped is an age that will last

And will be in our future instead of our past.

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A Potion For Happiness

Start with a cold cup of water

With an ice cube or two to be sure,

Then pour in some lemon and iodine

And crack in an egg, raw and pure.

Whisk it with vigor and emphasis

Then plop in a gobbet of spit.

Your potion is done! Now go find someone,

And into their face you toss it!

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I Miss The Good Old Days… 2015

There once was a man from Ohio

Who didn’t put pronouns in his bio.

He works hard and makes money

And he married his honey

And why can’t this be status quo?

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