Some days,
I've forgotten to laugh.
My scowl says I'm being serious
while my mind loudly whispers
you      ****       head
                    you're          such a ****          up
            watch you die            alone
because
              you          can't              do   anything
and so forth
and everything feels like I'm swallowing
porcupine barbs.

But when I talk to myself and remember
the silly goofy cuckoo bonkers
madcap absurd world I'm living in
where people care more about the environment than each other
are still arguing over whose good book is the best book
seeking to live a life like Jay-Z instead of His Holiness
paying bukoos of shekels to guys to who hit and catch ***** instead of those who teach their kids
while remaining ignorant of the stuff they're eating
I can't help but laugh then!