Enough

Enough

The world is shrinking
                   into your eyes,
                   squint a cloud, a summer shower,
you still have thirsty vision.
                   Everything you have leaves you
unsatisfied,
                   dissatisfied.
The highway’s scenery
         spits its boredom back at you.

Who am I
         but a rose struck by lightening?
Quick flash of love,
                   discarded doll of romance,
         what?
So you’ve got cancer
                   in your soul,
chemotherapy of hugs and kisses
                   may be momentary cure.
Enough
         is          what makes
you happy
                   today.