I Write Happiness Too, Once Poem by RIC BASTASA

happy lines
they come dancing
and singing
inside my paper

but soon
happiness
gets boring too
like
a bubble gum
in my tongue

then i write
about despair
tears
wetting my paper
and
blank stares
drying them

and i pretend
i am lost
to make things
more melodramatic

but soon
despair gets boring
too and
we get tired of each
other
we decided to split
despair and i
i and happiness

well, i learned
about feelings
now i decided
to write the truth
about existence

beyond feelings
i become
one observation tower

and you become planes
and passengers
and fields and clouds
and empty skies

just to see and write
without me
having any involvement

yes, the phenomenon
unfolding and here i am

plainly seeing all of them
and you and them and everything

and it will keep on going
till the end when my eyes close and cannot

therefore see.