Nitric Bliss

Silver Satisfaction

I feel bold,

And a little cold,

After the last spasm.

Unlike any other day,

I feel liberated,

Venerated in my own dismay.

Slight change in expressions

Sliced between seconds

Of perversion and unintended self-assay.

As the sun moves behind my back

Night’s conclusion is thrown in the basket

Casketing with it, a fare share of guilt

Like any other day.

But today is different

A senseless euphoric void

Flying over my head

like a momentary hallo

Briefly formed as a sign of forced happiness

Or maybe it’s all just an afterglow

Of a brilliant director’s impervious prowess

This exact feeling

This exact expression

Is what I call silver satisfaction.......