happy people

some people are too happy.
especially
in the morning.
they look at you and say
things like,
good morning, sunshine,
up and at em.
you're not a violent
person, but the idea
of throwing things at these
happy people does
cross your mind.
ahhh, another beautiful
day in paradise, they might
offer,
pulling up the blinds
and spreading the curtains
open.
just look at that blue
sky. listen to those birds chirping.
you know there is something wrong
with these people,
but you can't quite
put your finger on it.
while brushing their teeth, again,
they might come over and take
the pillow off your head,
pinch your cheeks,
and say something like,
let's go lazy bones,
times a wasting. we've got a whole
beautiful day
ahead of us.