Peace is an unsettling thing
Stillness stretched forth, a painter’s canvas pale
Empty abundance of orderly tasks falling in line, satisfied plans
Détente abiding in between
Sadness and laughter
Conservative and Liberal
Mania and depression
Lithium flat lining, routine, calm mundane
Smooth sailing on languid currents
Do we not crave a bit of turmoil then?
To calm the unease of placid seas
A respite from unbearable order and predictable breaths
Oh for broken, shuddering orgasmic gasps!
Pounding adrenals, fearful uncertainty seeking
Now, present satisfaction
What, pray tell, would we be
Without a dose of insanity?