I no longer know what to write
How to express my distress
Because it does not exist
persist
Happiness has clouded the literary aperture
And my words flounder
Flailing to find meaning

Despair's volubility
imparted a certain variegated flourish to my poetry
Pleasure leaves me maundering stoically

I fear I fear the doubt in sedulous reflection
Blissful ignorance pervades conflagrant dissection
Love life happiness
Temporary distractions

The aperture will soon be clear
Life's down's have silver linings