“I fell into a pocket of delight”

I fell into a pocket of delight,

an accident undeserved but

nonetheless appreciated, 

of course, wouldn’t you?

a spark of joy caught off guard,

a sudden flower, pie in the face,

Ah ha! You bet, nothing better,

what Japanese tourists hope to 

capture with their cameras, but

impossible because you can’t 

grasp a mirage.

Yup…still here… floating on 

the waves of the current frequency…

nonchalantingly flirtatious and demure

as an ancient Alpha male can be…not

to give away all my secrets…kiss kiss…

Nothing…but not empty…blue/black

but glowing….shining…humming…

mmmmmmm…..mmmmmmmm….

saxophone…xylophone…organ.