The poem's title says Happy but for a second I thought the subject was love not happiness especially with this line "This floating stupidity this ignorant bliss "
I really liked this poem in the POV as happiness = love.
This one sent me thinking. Happiness is the moment you love life, you connect to solid coordinates outside and hence the "numbness" goes away. All cynicism dissolves at the moment. Others can't comprehend this in you, and dismiss it as childish ignorance. But when you experience it, your notes are less questioning then tat of wonder. I like the transition from the initial intention to escape from "trap" back to normal life, and then the acceptance upon better understanding- 'never want to lose