Powdered happiness

by joetwo

It started slow

Dose by dose, spoonful by spoonful

Little aliquots of powdered happiness

Available to all, for a price


Reaching nirvana is simplicity itself

No meditation or soul mate required

A jab to the vein, breath in through the nose

Will bring you straight, no go back, no detours


Dangerous are the economics of the game

Inflationary pressures on the powder means more over time

Prices getting higher, on the body, on the pocket, on the soul

A price that eventually gets too high


It always starts slow

Those little doses of happiness

But evermore does it grow

The eternal cost of a quick-fit route to oblivion.