Poetry: Incomplete & Untitled

If you asked me if I'm happy I guess I'd say sure. Am I joyful? Probably I'd say and wonder at the question and give myself indigestion as I pick apart your motives and use of tense.

My life is utter bliss. Why should it be any less? Check out the wife, the kids, the cars. Even got the privacy fence. So handle your own splinter while I dress up this beam.