I am laughing,
my friend,
laughing at
all the weirdness
that is this life.
I am falling down,
right now,
falling down from
the devastating
fits of humour
that have wracked and
overwhelmed my body,
like sorrow.
I can only laugh
with you,
my companion of mirth,
because anything
less is despair
and anything more
is terror.
Yes, I am laughing,
my friend,
laughing at the irony
of seeing
the good and the bad,
the strange and the familiar,
the beautiful
and the ugly,
that life hurls at us,
and all we can do
is stand there and stare.
So join me as
we laugh,
my friend;
let’s laugh
in the face of life,
as it creates its art;
let’s laugh
loud and long,
deep and dangerous,
before we
begin to cry.
11/9/2016