Happiness Is Just a Word

Who has energy for a live wire?
That’s what he asks his friend.
The sparks burn too much, she burns my love away.

Money and bad sex and more money
Down the drain.
Swirling in a soggy mess.

Do drugs, his friend said.
Have affairs.
They get you somewhere that isn’t here.

He said wait. But those things aren’t real either
I’m frozen in limbo, can’t go forward can’t go back
Everyone I talk to about this says the same thing: that's life, that's how it is.
Better to numb up and shut up and shoot up.

Just don't look up.