i always notice hands

like i might read where they’ve been

today was a supplicating day

in the candy packaged suffering

of a nearly picture perfect life

after all the strain of letting go

and from all the strife I distilled

a drop of pure joy

i bounced along happy and light

the radiation burned away my sight

and I’m sickened poisoned

stepped into the radius of

a hot blast of negative

a lover’s nuclear fallout

by his dung flung out sprayed like

a semi-automatic gun to a gust of fun

even though it was aimed at no one

the thing is that the challenge remains

despite the insight