drunken poetry

ah it's been awhile, but the word was with me last night. not sure what got it here though.

for someone so
cracked, you'd never expect
him to seem so straight. he runs
circles & championships around
such competitions. he tries so
hard not to be, but somehow
someone, one person, always
finds him. he cannot, he
will not be alone, though that
is all he wishes

to not disturb would be heaven
to not know would be
exquisite
if NIRVANA be past that, then
and only then
would life be
even
fair
close to complete
only then would the convoluted
become simple
the mangled become
straight

only then would words such
as these, have any relevance
at all ---
only then ---