It started out when things fall apart on stage.
In those days it was just small and short giggles.
These days, the laughter comes on naturally when people sing at the wrong pitch or time,
or if people get into sticky situations they can't get out of.
The last I know, I've upgraded to deep belly aching ones.
Which wouldn't be such a bad thing except for the people I'm laughing at.
Some say laughing in sticky situations are an involuntary defense mechanism.
That it helps to cope with how stressful the situation.
Somewhere in the root of all that, perhaps there is some truth.
This is the way my body is trying to reassure me everything will be alright.
I don't think anyone can escape from this phenomenon when it happens.
All they can do is laugh.
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Monday, April 13, 2015
A-Z Kids
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1:00 AM
You love them when they are wee babies.
Smothering with hugs and kisses.
How hopeless and innocent they were.
Then they grow up a little.
And while talking is now a joy.
Hearing the laughter is bliss.
Years go by and they grow even more.
Starting their own dislikes and likes.
Its amazing how you keep up.
There then comes a time.
When maybe they are right.
And you should listen instead.
For then your kids will also marry.
And have kids of their own.
And the cycle starts all over again.
Basket into->
a-z
Saturday, April 11, 2015
Friday, April 10, 2015
The dead
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9:23 AM
The dead slips in unnoticed..
Turns off the lights..
Walking stealthily in the dark..
The cloak of darkness is comforting..
The dead is unseen..
Runs the water noisily..
Embraces the darkness..
Like a mother's womb..
Turns off the lights..
Walking stealthily in the dark..
The cloak of darkness is comforting..
The dead is unseen..
Runs the water noisily..
Embraces the darkness..
Like a mother's womb..
Basket into->
misery loves company
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