Is there such a thing
As happy poetry
Or is it too fleeting
The feeling alludes me
As is their nature
That was depressing to hear
Now I am so thankful
That the shutters open briefly
Look quick or you'll miss it
Everything thats been
To feel this here feeling
Now I am okay
No existential dread
I now know my calm
Was blasphemed and nameless
By the numbness of an arm
Symptomatic of heart failure