what’s your pleasure

living the dream is just a delusion,

painted in bold, vibrant strokes

humanity’s bane

***

fantasies realised

are only illusion

a lie and a mean hateful hoax

***

those things that steal breath

and quiet minds,

little self indulgences,

might just be our only path to sanity

***

so tell me, what’s your pleasure?

only one who cares is you

savor it every minute you can.

****

outside a silver crescent moon

I shiver a little as I stare in wonder,

hug myself and take a deep shivery breath

so I won’t get worse