Sunday, February 07, 2010

Jokers

I tear a hole with a serrated joke.


Jest. Gag.Blague.



I could be happy,

If it wasn’t for reality.

If it wasn’t for the expectations.



There is always another world to prefer.

Laughter is my prayer,

In which case I am quite religious.

Always feel I am watching myself in a film.

A B-movie.

And such a bad actor.

I wouldn’t buy a ticket to see this.



Scaramouche,

What is there

When the laughter dies away?

The giggling,the chuckling,

The sniggering, the tittering,

The belly laughs,

The guffaws?



Ventriloquist’s dummy

Of a mischievous Creator,

I belch and fart

The Infinite.

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