Bad Jokes


used to bubble

closer to the surface

in me


I was the girl

giggling in churches

at the back of classrooms

and at all the wrong moments



I found humor in stuffy speeches


or in anyone

who thought he had all the answers


The happiness in me

seemed indiscriminate

almost boundless

until today

when I find myself without you


what I ever found so funny

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