happiness is everywhere

the dinnertime music is out of character
and food is scarce but we still dance.
lots of wine, beer and haggard faces
swimming in the dim apartment lights
even the bathroom is occupied.
we are impatience highlighted,
lazy bastards,
dark swines with sharp and swift tales,
the skills of a flightless bird
with it's arrogance.
the music is sour and us become
acquaintances and before the beat ends
turn into intimate friends
with lavish secrets never told before, though
recalled again and again as soon as
the song deadens, the bodies drop dead
and swim in successful disillusionment.