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?