A Plea to Happiness

perhaps

(and this is

quite the request,

i realize)

but perhaps

just

once,

you could stay.

not for a fleeting ticktock,

or an infinitesimal fleck(like

the skinflake snowflake

falling passed my

energy-saver bulb),

but for maybe

months.

years?, if it's

not too

much trouble.

you make me feel genuine.

you make me feel real.

you make me feel

something other than the

darkness-by-osmosis

that seems

to suck me up like water.

but if you have other things

to do and

other places to see,

i understand.

i move at a snail's pace.

i won't be

very far.