I laugh

I catch myself laughing.

Amused with life,

& people's silly problems.

How did such creation become preoccupied?


Dried clay; the Master's unfinished work.

Completed to fix, break if tampered.

Undone, yet as is.


I laugh at anger,

It defeats the sender each time;

I get uncontrollable by joy;

euphoric kryptonite. 


Laughing 'til I grip myself;

Clutching the pain turned around.

This is bliss.

Belt it out.


- Eden Marquis, The High Priestess