encapsulated within the providing of fun through ha-ha’s

encapsulated within the providing of fun through ha-ha’s

A Poem by delapruch
"

seek & ye shall find the silly.

"

if you feel that you were born with the unfortunate reality of not being able to laugh at anything---

if you cannot find anything

humorous---

if you have

never

ever

belted back & guffawed amongst friends

or

more importantly

sometimes amidst them (when they have no idea what it is that you are laughing at)---

because if you can laugh at your own jokes,

you know

you are closer to 46 & 2 than the rest of us left with the

old n’ moldy 44

but ya see

if you can’t find something funny

if you can’t find anything comical about the sheer

in

your

face

absurdity, which comes slamming into you at a break-neck pace

every day you are alive…

well,

goddamn---

it sucks to be you.

 

it sucks to be you because

the shortness of your life is bearing down upon you

yes,

it could be over in the next breath,

and yet,

you can’t laugh at even that?

think about how ridiculous your own existence is

think about the fact that out of a zillion sperm that could have found their way to that egg,

you

are the one that did the deed

you, who still can’t ride a bike

you, who has a drawer full of degrees but nothing coming close to some kind of occupation which would reflect said “education”

lol

you, who would die if the microwave hadn’t been invented,

etcetera

etcetera

etcetera.

 

embrace the ludicrous!

take a bath in the hysterical!

go skateboarding with the jesters!

try a pudding pop with the knee-slappers!

wander with the bizzare, walk with the witty!

the whimsical!

the “weird”!---

you got ta have more time with the

good

humored

humans.

 

they are out there

you throw a stone and you will hit one

more like 2 or three

those that are out there fulfilling that most beautiful need

the need to laugh with your fellow species

and in that great guffaw

bring in that feeling of real enjoyment

owing nothing to anyone or anything but the

moment. 

 

smile, you’re not dead yet. 

© 2011 delapruch


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delapruch
delapruch

nothingville, NY



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Bio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..