Mental Mode Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Bathing in the moment,
Of this joy descending.
Who knew?
I do.
Did you?
I've got it and it's wonderful.

Some choose mental modes.
Unsure which way,
Their lives for them goes.
I'm through with that.
Got nonsense for this moment,
Off my back!

Whatever this is...
I want it feeding on me.
I'm going to taste this goodness.
For reasons to feel pleased.
And putting that energy,
In my mind to ease it freely.

Not going to practice attacking what I lack!
Or pay attention...
To those passing sadness,
With static madness they seem glad to pass!

Bathing in the moment,
Of this joy descending.
Who knew?
I do.
Did you?
I've got it and it's wonderful.

And when people of pity,
Can't get enough of that to grieve.
I've got to leave those pity folks!
Sharing their limitations...
And stagnating philosophies!

Bathing in the moment,
Of this joy descending.
Who knew?
I do.
Did you?
I've got it and it's wonderful.
This mental mode I'm glad I chose!