Optimistic Noise

Through it all
Through the connections of metal and flesh
Of firework and ground
Of the incompatible
Of the perfectly matched chaos
We maintain our optimistic noise
For it is not a mindset, but an instinct
For neglect is our most powerful tool
Not fists, not deflect, nor rebellion
Healthy for the mind, but not the stakes
Once realized, it will be too late
But we will once again fall back onto optimistic noise