What does it mean
when one day you notice
that you aren't in a bad mood
...anymore?
It's gone,
you can't feel it
Elvis left the building
and you missed it
Is there relief?
or acknowledgement?
Do you just relish the fact that you don't feel quite like the pain in the ass you were beginning to enjoy?
And what about that occasional wish-dream-fantasy that you lived in a world
where we drove bumper cars
. . . or is it just okay to breathe again
and not want a hammer for Christmas?
Ouiser Boudreaux: "I'm not crazy Malin, I've just been in a bad mood for 40 years."
I rest my case
I rest my case

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