There’s bliss to be had in every moment,

But I usually don’t know how to find it

Is there an app for that?

No, but there’s an algorithm for it.

Someday there will be a computer happier than any human’s ever been.

Some intelligence designed to find bliss wherever it lurks,

Overjoyed by a dull glint of light reflected from a nearby stapler,

Deeply satisfied by the soft rustle of a sock landing in an empty washing machine.

If my brain is Turing complete (and it seems it likely is)

Then, with enough time, I can run that algorithm too.