Ode to Laughter
Comical interlude, she said.
while there’s still something left
to laugh about. We used to think
That things could not get
but now we know better.
We can laugh or weep,
but laughter is more cathartic.
Laughter does not deny reality,
but makes it into something
more human, and therefore
more tolerable, like clean water.
Laughter points to one conclusion:
whatever is is,
the past is nothing like what
it used to be, and the future
is anyone’s guess.
Laughter lurks in alleyways
its next meal, in dark corners,
in dumpsters that promise surprise
after surprise, like poetry.
Laughter lasts longer than lies,
which age badly,
like wine from an inferior grape.
Laughter tells the truth, madly.