poem | 4 August 2023
I like to laugh,
and to make people laugh
I don’t know which I prefer
I am better at laughing, I think
but some days I’ve really got it,
and then I don’t know
I like to laugh:
a small surrender,
a momentary madness
A passion you can let have you –
really have it’s way with you –
and then it passes
and you are you, still
I like to laugh –
it reminds me that I’m real