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